letra de curfew - tanasohunnit
curfew lyrics
12 o’clock my brothers stalking at yo door
theses n-ggas hoes they brake the code
and theses hoes gone play they role
12 o’clock post at that store get dem’ sales then gotta go
i catch any opp n-gga ass gone put dem’ b-tches till his throat
’cause i can’t let n-gga take me
mama ion going out like that
b-tch i was wilding out my body, when they took my n-gga scr-p
don’t post my ponta on the gram
’cause if they diss then that’s a hat
12 o’clock my brothers stalking at yo door
theses n-ggas hoes they brake the code
and thesеs hoes gone play they rolе
12 o’clock post at that store get dem’ sales then gotta go
i catch any opp n-gga ass gone put dem’ b-tches till his throat
’cause i can’t let n-gga take me
mama ion going out like that
b-tch i was wilding out my body, when they took my n-gga scr-p
don’t post my ponta on the gram
’cause if they diss then that’s a hat
cause if they diss then that’s hat boy yo ass going worldwide
rather get up on him closed like, we gave that boy a high five
so no we ain’t doing drive by’s
got a drum up on this b-tch, gone think a n-gga work for popeyes
if you in the f-kkin’ streets my n-gga yea, you gotta beat the odds
n-ggas lying
n-ggas cappin’ on the f-kkin gram
they ain’t one of mines
i can’t hang wit a b-tch n-gga, a rat n-gga, gotta move around
best believe we splint yo f-kkin’ block back like megaron
12 o’clock my brothers stalking at yo door
theses n-ggas hoes they brake the code
and theses hoes gone play they role
12 o’clock post at that store get dem’ sales then gotta go
i catch any opp n-gga ass gone put dem’ b-tches till his throat
’cause i can’t let n-gga take me
mama ion going out like that
b-tch i was wilding out my body, when they took my n-gga scr-p
don’t post my ponta on the gram
’cause if they diss then that’s a hat
12 o’clock my brothers stalking at yo door
theses n-ggas hoes they brake the code
and theses hoes gone play they role
12 o’clock post at that store get dem’ sales then gotta go
i catch any opp n-gga ass gone put dem’ b-tches till his throat
’cause i can’t let n-gga take me
mama ion going out like that
b-tch i was wilding out my body, when they took my n-gga scr-p
don’t post my ponta on the gram
’cause if they diss then that’s a hat
he talk to much like b-tch i guess that n-gga tired of living
you rather feel the f-kkin 40. or you rather feel the glizzy (omg!!)
and we ain’t shooting from no distance
f-ck all that talkin’ come get at me
i let that cutter do the kissin’
this b-tch was dirty so i had to wash a n-gga like some dishes
that n-gga lying he don’t get active
the only time when he get active is when he talkin’ in dem’ captions
i guess i’m back up in my dirty ways
i get to start thinking backwards
gotta play my deck up in a better way
12 o’clock my brothers stalking at yo door
theses n-ggas hoes they brake the code
and theses hoes gone play they role
12 o’clock post at that store get dem’ sales then gotta go
i catch any opp n-gga ass gone put dem’ b-tches till his throat
’cause i can’t let n-gga take me
mama ion going out like that
b-tch i was wilding out my body, when they took my n-gga scr-p
don’t post my ponta on the gram
’cause if they diss then that’s a hat
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