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letra de cypher: on the radar - tata, 41, jenn carter

[verse 1: tata & jenn carter]
how you dissin’? like four of yo’ homies is dead (what the f-ck?)
i send one of my n-ggas, k!ll all of y’all n-ggas
i see a opp then i see red (grrah, grrah, grrah)
with this pencil, fill ’em up wit’ lead (d-mn)
bend through the opps, i’m tryna catch em rec’
how you smokin’ my dead and i don’t got no dead?
they know my bop, mr. everything-dead
she wanna come over, i left her on read (what the f-ck?)
n-ggas p-ssy (on bro)
i’m a veteran, n-ggas is rookies (sit down)
big knocker, you can’t book me (grrah-grrah, boom)
walk in the party, and i got ’em lookin’ (on bro)
nig-n-ggas be runnin’ they mouth on the media
i run into n-ggas, yeah, it’s lit (b-tch)
b-tches be gettin’ ahead of they self
i don’t care if you pretty, suck my d-ck, grrah
i’m wit’ ‘lato, rollin’ up gelato (oh, d-mn)
n-ggas p-ssy and opp n-ggas follow (smokin’ all deads)
they know it’s forty-one ways to get paid
i got a baddie, she look like mulatto (grrah-grrah, boom, b-tch)
wit’ the legs, drinkin’ henny, no chaser (d-mn)
b-tch is dumb if she think i’ma chase her (grrah-grrah, boom)
don’t wanna f-ck, on bro, i won’t make her
put the beam to his face if he play wit’ my paper (grrah-grrah, boom)
ayy yo, preme, boom that n-gga (d-mn)
uppin’ the what? remove that n-gga (d-mn)
i’m not into politickin’ on the media (brrt)
ain’t no talkin’, boom that n-gga, look (grrah-grrah, boom)
41 i’m promoting a all the violence
spinning through the muddy
and y’all n-ggas not really on timing
call up my motha yall stay on yall timing
shorty got wap like fetty
bread winner i love to get bready
they know my bop
mr everything deady
and shots to the eye
now he looking like fetty

[verse 2: jenn carter]
i be geekin’, i tote on a what? (what?)
shorty a thottie, she don’t give a f-ck (she don’t give a f-ck, like)
she be tweakin’, she shakin’ her b-tt (grrah-grrah, boom)
and that boy is a cheetah, the way that he run (gang-gang-gang)
he-he dumb, he a bot
b-tch on my body, she totin’ my gun (grrah-grrah, boom)
you run, don’t stop
you feelin’ hot, you get sent to the sun (yeah)
he tried to diss so we made ’em deleted (gang-gang-gang)
41, and we still undefeated (glah-glah, boom)
get on the scene, make it hotter than phoenix (gang-gang-gang)
michael jackson, she want me to beat it (godd-mn)
she a baddie, and shorty conceited (grrah-grrah)
i told her i love her, but i do not mean it (grrah-grrah, boom)
i be geekin’, i only see red (red)
she like, “jenny, you know that i’m fiendin'”
and you know i’ma keep me a tool, it stay right by my side, call me nicki minaj, d-mn (like, d-mn)
think he tough, now he in a garage (grrah-grrah)
rollin’ up while she give a massage (grrah-grrah, boom)
i’m too active, i turn up the spot (gang-gang-gang)
he think he tough, he got shot on the block (grrt, bow)
please don’t try to be somethin’ you not (grrt-grrt)
i’m like a chef and i’m stirrin’ the pot (yeah)
if he think he a demon, we showin’ no sympathy
like, d-mn, bullets is slippery (bullets is slippery, d-mn)
i told n-ggas to get out the way (grrah-grrah, glah-glah)
you and yo’ homie get shot in ya face (grrah-grrah, boom)
i’m a demon, you cannot get rid of me
shorty be tweakin’, the knock on her waist (waist, like)
not 41, better stay in your place (place, like)
like, call me tay-k, i’m runnin’ a race (grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah)

- tata 41 jenn carter

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