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letra de tune 'em up - tenn buick

[intro]

[phone ringing]

[tenn buick (young ohms in parenthesis)]

(yo tenn)
yo w-ssup brotha?
(how you deal with these niggas always actin’ up son? talkin’ that bullshit…)
man…you just gotta tune ’em up, you knaa mean?

[verse 1]

let’s get it off to a kick start, i leave a lame scarred
i’ll be on the main card, y’all just got a bit part
ego bigger than the heaters that i discharge
y’all shit is two sizes too small, the grinch heart
nigga be smart, you don’t wanna start hell
on each side i got a 45 like a barbell
armed to the teeth, more heat than a cartel
unbowed, unbent, unbroken, like a martell
i’ll get you, your friends, and your entire fam
like i’m boys with tony stark, always with the iron, man
and i draw quick, i might have to blast ya
tune a nigga up like a fender stratocaster
boy you wouldn’t last a minute in a brawl with me
that ain’t where you wanna be, ko’in ’em constantly
uh, better watch the way you movin’
cause i be layin’ strikes on a nigga like a union

[hook]

tune ’em up, tune ’em up
if a nigga want static, better be aware the comeback is fully automatic
tune ’em up, tune ’em up
hell yeah i could take ’em, niggas’ jaws is like laws, it’s so easy to break ’em
tune ’em up, tune ’em up
if a nigga run his lip, he ain’t givin’ me the slip, he could get his -ss clipped
tune ’em up, tune ’em up
niggas gotta get checked, that’s the only way to teach ’em how to show some respect

[verse 2]

so who tuned ya up nigga? go on scream and shout it
tell ’em tenn did it, what they fuck they wanna do about it?
ride by, make them semi-autos pop
niggas gettin’ touched up like i’m usin’ photoshop
see you’re lucky if you leave here with a bruise
cause if i get pissed, jaws stay breakin’ like the news
i’m a real world challenger, i ain’t talkin’ road rules
t-e-double-n b-tch, you know it kick it old school
you wanna throw hands? boy i could lick ya
i will take a motherfucker down and run up the richter
brought a knife to a gunfight, came out the victor
got my foot up in your -ss so i damage your sphincter
got a shot to your kidney, another to your liver son
i hate to write hooks but i will sure deliver one
so here’s an ice pack, ’bout to make your eyes black
breakin’ more necks than a fuckin’ busta rhymes track

[hook]

[verse 3]

yo…watch the way you talkin’ to me in this place
like a 90’s tim allen with the toolie on my waist
ain’t improvin’ your home, i’m removin’ your dome
and i’m bout to launch google. what? pullin’ the chrome
you see i get real lawless if niggas gettin’ mad at me
victory is flawless, dealin’ out fatalities
get over here, round one fight
if a nigga want it with me i’mma out your lights
yeah you’re sayin’ i’m insane, but it’s really not the same
as what i am, you’re understating the fact that i’m a saiyan
see i’m the type of cat that’ll daze a jury room
‘cuz i drop an anvil on a nigga like a looney tune
uh, yeah my fists run amok
it’s a 1, 2, 5, nigga, jab cross uppercut
yeah, any nigga out his lane’ll
see chuck jumpin’ round, that’s a roundhouse of pain

[hook]

- tenn buick

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