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letra de twinkie - therella

[intro]
i really got everybody dropping diss tracks on me
we gon’ have to do ’em real dirty

[chorus]
i hear some motherf-ckers talking on my name, sh-t
i ain’t allergic, just don’t prefer all of your lame sh-t
i ain’t a surgeon, but i’d cut ’em up if they ain’t in
burn the house down if i’m really feeling dangerous

[verse]
i hear a motherf-cker talking up like he really know sum’
layden drop a f-cking instrumental going mental acting like he did that sh-t tough
i’ma burn one and then hurt one, hack and slash you b-tches into dim sum
that little b-tch layden crying bout the hating like he really went and did sum’
my first one like your last one, it’s a joke, ‘cept i’m not laughing at ya’
i’ll make a diss track for every one of your little cronies, then i’ll get back at ya’
quit acting like you spitting facts when your mouth closed for the whole track
that little rat jalique thinks he’s sl!ck teaming up with a homie who can’t rap with ya’
lets speak on the mentioned, he’s really a weak with intentions
been backing me up for a seven day straight just to stab at my back for a fake friend
i hate fake friends with a fake friend, call me peterson, i’d k!ll this snake, man
n0body gives two f-cks ’bout your aura and your little half-baked dreads
jt just opened his mouth, layden gon’ give him a grammy right now
tell me where layden’s at, ’cause the chief’s gotta obey to the crown
motherf-ckers run a 2v1, too scared to run me in the ones
mason too scared to say sum’, feel like k-dot ’cause you not like us
everybody with me still in, keep your head up and watch your chin
i’ll take off of your neck with the heel of my boot like floyd and chauvin did
i’m done with all this talking sh-t, watch your mouth or get offed instead
really asking for the smoke (pop pop), now you got like-
smoke all you fake ass motherf-ckers if you keep talking heavy
little steppers tryna’ place they feet in my footprints so they walking heavy
mason keep on duckin’ the beef ’cause he knows he ain’t head-to-head with me
maybe y’all should take some notes, sit on my throne, dare you, go ahead and test me
[chorus]
i hear some motherf-ckers talking on my name, sh-t
i ain’t allergic, just don’t prefer all of your lame sh-t
i ain’t a surgeon, but i’d cut ’em up if they ain’t in
burn the house down if i’m really feeling-

[outro]
burn the house down
burn the house down, burn it up
burn the house down
burn the house down, burn it up

- therella

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