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letra de fight back - tdk t-ẞeezle

[intrx]
yo, not finna cap, it took me under an hour to make dis track
i freestyled dis whole sh-t, bruh, dis sh-t fire (elmo)
yuh
my bad if i’m talkin y’all ear off, haha
ayy, ayy
yuh (ayy)
yuh (ayy)

[hxxk]
sippin on my wok, and smokin on my tote (ya dig?)
chillin on my block, yes, know i keep a pole (das right/ya dig?)
but it’s really my katana, choppin at his throat, uh (das right/ya dig?)
takin off his mata, put it on a poke (das right, yeah/ya dig?)
wait, f-ck i meant a pike, cuz you know a n-gga like dat (ya dig?)
said he got a pipe, and dat lil n-gga might have (ya dig?)
he was talkin dumb, pulled up wit haki on my back (ya dig?)
all he did was run, dummy, why didn’t he fight back? (ya dig?)
[verse 1]
why didn’t he pop shots? he ain’t have it on ’em
ayy, spittin off of my top, straight off of da dome, yuh
ayy, deez n-ggas, dey talk hot, ion even know you
but if you pop up on my block, you get met wit kung fu (ayy, chop, chop)
katana to his neck, yeah, dat lil n-gga dome flew
dey playin wit respect, or dat check, so it’s on you
i’m not talkin oral s-x, but dis tеk finna blow you
leave him leakin from his chеst, mama stressed, where’d you go, bruce?
i’m finna get dem checks up
let everybody and dey mama know i’m next up, huh, yeah (das on gang)
gettin dem bucks, finna be flexed up (das on gang)
i’m doin deez drugs
i’m hangin wit k!llers, and dealers, and thugs (das on gang)
i’m tryna get rich and get outta da mud (big tdk), ayy

[hxxk]
sippin on my wok, and smokin on my tote (ya dig?)
chillin on my block, yes, know i keep a pole (ya dig, ayy)
but it’s really my katana, choppin at his throat, uh (ya dig?)
takin off his mata, put it on a poke (yuh, ya dig?)
wait, f-ck i meant a pike, cuz you know a n-gga like dat (yah, ayy)
said he got a pipe, and dat lil n-gga might have (yah, ayy)
he was talkin dumb, pulled up wit haki on my back (yah, ayy )
all he did was run, dummy, why didn’t he fight back? (yah, ayy)
[verse 2]
why didn’t he fight me?
was he scared that he ain’t never fought a n-gga like me?
he just mad dat he ain’t makin checks like me and nike (cha-ching)
dat flash’ll leave ’em frozen bro, just like a deer in highbeams (beam)
dat pack so strong, i blow da smoke and talk to god almighty (yeah)
shawty sad she like me, i might give u d-ck, but u cannot be my wifey
i ain’t takin fl!cks wit you, babygirl, das wife tingz
so if you really like me, show how much you like me
just go and leave a like, see, haha
yeah, and das on gang
and das on gang, das on gang, das on ga-ang
and das on gang, das on gang, das on ga-ang
big tdk, ayy
{beautiful harmonization}

[hxxk]
sippin on my wok, and smokin on my tote (yeah)
chillin on my block, yes, know i keep a pole (ya dig?)
but it’s really my katana, choppin at his throat, uh (ya dig?)
takin off his mata, put it on a poke (ayy, ayy)
wait, f-ck i meant a pike, cuz you know a n-gga like dat (ya dig?)
said he got a pipe, and dat lil n-gga might have (ya dig?)
he was talkin dumb, pulled up wit haki on my back (ya dig?)
all he did was run, dummy, why didn’t he fight back?
why didn’t he fight back?
[xutrx]
lesgx!

- tdk t ßeezle

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