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letra de headlock - tfp ese

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(verse 1) – tfp dev
my finger itching on the trigger like an std
i know you mad because we k!lled yo homie rest in peace
and i dont f-ck with anyone you all my enemies
i find it funny how you all think that your friends with me
they only hating cause they know they not as hot as me
they see i made now they giving me apologies
the way im coming up, i think im a prodigy
i ran it up now everybody tryna talk to me
now i put her in a headlock
smokin on this bedrock
draco get him twisted kinda like he wearing drеadlocks
choppa got a kickstand
sink him like some quicksand
said he wantеd static send his ass home with a wristband

(verse 2) – tfp ese
who tryna rob me we staying steady with them beams n-gga
we walk around with the money all up in our jeans n-gga
stepping on who? you know you tweakin go to sleep n-gga
talk on the internet but in person you a creep n-gga
hit em with the static automatic clip im dumpin it
everytime i drop they go around and they bumpin it
every sh-t im on everybody say they lovin it
dumpin on da clip ill just say its for the fun of it
(verse 3) – tfp dev
stepping on who we stay steady with them beams hoe
run up with the barrel on the choppa to his cheekbone
you know im the king so how the f-ck could i be dethroned
my flow just like an ocean they get lost in it like nemo
in all my life i never really f-cked with politics
and i be stepping on the scence rockin bape and prada b-tch
the way she giving me that brain imma give her a scholarship
and we be toting on the choppa ripping through his block and sh-t

(verse 4)
we be rippin through his block and sh-t
they know i be hot as sh-t
step up out the house with the money and you a walkin l!ck
totin on this choppa b-tch
catch me on the block and sh-t
rollin down the window we start shooting we ain’t stoppin b-tch
i know that he mad as sh-t
rollin with 1,000 bl!cks
thats about 1,000 hits
straight up to his back and sh-t
tweakin on my mame little boy im not having it
we ain’t fighting with these bl!cks n-gga you know i be scr-ppin it

(verse 5) – tfp dev
psychedelic diamonds they gon make him start dreamin
we gon pull up in all black cause we strapped and we creepin
if you look into my eyes youll see that ima demon
imma wake up and get paid and the cycle repeatin
i see his door just like soccer now im kicking it
and b-tch i gotta stick up on my waist and now im rippin it
and people talking down upon my name but i dont give a sh-t
i treat the packs just like an acrobat because im flippin it, b-tch!
(verse 6) – tfp ese
pull up to the crib we be stuntin with diamonds
staring straight into this glock, theres a n-gga behind
catch him slippin at the red light, b-tch i told you we’ll find him
put a bullet through his skull itll come out behind him
switch it up just a little bit so you know that im different
im only speakin on the truth so just make sure that you listen
ain’t n0body always real so just make sure who you feeling
im stackin bread up to the ceiling n-gga tall like a building

(verse 7) – tfp dev
anybody always real so i never really be shakin hands
im stickin with ny days 1 we grinding now we makin bands
run up on him cook him like chicken and than ill bake his mans
turn around im beating him bl–dy till i got aching hands
i dont know why he keep on talking if he can’t back it up
the ones who want forgivness be the same ones who laughed at us
i treat him like a blunt the way i smoke him and wrap him up
lil b-tch we takin over till tfp is the last of us

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