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letra de odzk pt 2 - tay hound

[intro: tay hound]
(yo, lucas, you heard?)
grrah-grrah
grrah
(sebz beats, baby)
grrah, grrah-grrah
can’t wait (ayo, eli, what the f-ck?)

[chorus: tay hound]
like, on my guys, i don’t know why they diss
should’ve never dissed up, yeah, that sh-t was amiss (grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
and i’m droppin’ the o (odzk)
smokin’ on mdot (mdotty), that n-gga afloat
i remember them days, yeah, we used to be bros (grrah, grrah, grrah)
now i see one of them-, i’m uppin’ that score
real deal, n-ggas know that i’m from- we edk (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
better keep you a gun ’cause this sh-t can get real

[verse 1: tay hound]
on bro, sh-t get tragic
call up jt, and i know he blast’ em (on bro)
like, call up rv’, he pop out the cut
shot after shot?, yeah, ready to clap em (grrah-grrah)
i don’t know why they talkin’ on yoppy
like, i don’t know why they dissin’ on ‘yomo
they know how we get for that name
the last one who-,got sent to the sky (grrah-grrah)
[verse 2: jt shoota]
smokin’ on zay, went out by the- (yea)
brains all over the taxi tay my brother, ain’t sh-t you can ask me
forever nineteen, n-gga, jack me or clap me
reyway-k, yeah, we uppin’ the score
stupid lil’ n-gga got left on the floor
he was rollin’ and crippin, but they took a loss
he wanted to leave, can’t leave no more
i got a-, we out to monterey ave
catch a crip, i’m blowin’ my strap

[verse 3: tay hound & jt shoota]
catch tdot, hit him with the deady
lp, that boy got me deady
can’t forget about zotirip
like, if i see him, i’m lettin’ it blow (grrah)
zay, mdot, quan
all of them n-ggas got sent to the top
smokin’ on zay, went out by the- (yea)
brains all over the taxi tay my brother, ain’t sh-t you can ask me
forever nineteen, n-gga, jack me or clap me

[chorus: tay hound]
like, on my guys, i don’t know why they diss
should’ve never dissed up, yeah, that sh-t was amiss (grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
and i’m droppin’ the o (odzk)
smokin’ on mdot (mdotty), that n-gga afloat
i remember them days, yeah, we used to be bros (grrah, grrah, grrah)
now i see one of them-, i’m uppin’ that score
real deal, n-ggas know that i’m from- we edk (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
better keep you a gun ’cause this sh-t can get real
[outro: tay hound & jt shoota]
grrah-grrah
notti dzz, zay trendz, mdot dzz
ah, aha, aha, aha, sweepers k

- tay hound

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