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letra de war lord - talibando

[intro]
ayy, sosa
let’s get this straight now
i never f-cked anybody over in my life didn’t have it coming to them
you got that?
all i have in this world is my b-lls and my word
and i don’t break them for no one, you understand?

[verse]
i don’t put my trust in n0body (naw)
war how i wanna go ’bout it (for sure)
my young n-ggas for sure ridin’ (for sure)
broad day, no mask, put our face on and we did that (did)
slidin’ through your hood, might hit up every house you chill at
d-mn, bando, what you gon’ do when the pressure on? (huh?)
n-gga, i’ma post up in the club with my necklace on (yeah)
i bet n0body touch me, that’s what them k!llers outside ready for (nah)
don’t act like you want smoke with us, we gon’ put that sh-t on the floor (yup)
time don’t wait on n0body (nah)
you n-ggas really n0bodiеs (n0bodies)
your gang ain’t even got no bodiеs (none)
like chief keef, don’t love no thottie (nope)
she ride me like a ducatti
tired of trappin’, need a new hobby
get money to the death of me
never give ’em my recipe (never)
gettin’ rich my destiny, get out the hood, i’m a refugee (yeah)
ridin’ striker and you know i got the switch right next to me (brrt)
n-ggas claimin’ gang and all they big homies told (what?)
play with me, they know i cook ’em, poppin’ sh-t like crisco (fah-fah)
i got more game than nintendo, who you gon’ call when you get low?
trappin’ hard with my kinfolks, pull up and put down a demo (come on)
that money callin’, i ain’t even got no time for the hoes (nope)
seen a n-gga run it up and go back broke buyin’ clothes (bad)
i’ll cook a n-gga quick, put his ass on the stove (skrrt, skrrt)
that rap money slowed up, i double right back to the road
i can’t quit, n-gga, i feel like the game really need me (the game need me)
real trap n-gga, used to cook my dope to jeezy (skrrt, skrrt)
i want green like luigi, sh-t you smokin’ look like seaweed (ooh)
i’m on 7 mile gettin’ a surf and turf from bb’s (yup)
the dope game was hard, but the rap game easy
i’m on 12th street, pourin’ drank up, me and liky (what up, lik?)

- talibando

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