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letra de handler family - thf lil law, thf zoo & thf sasa

[intro: thf lil law]
yeah, okay, yeah (i’m a motherf-ckin’ gorilla mixed with a snake, man)
yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m with them handlers, come and meet them boys, they step and stomp on sh-t (no westbrooks)
yeah, uh, yeah (goldchains, n-gga)

[verse 1: thf lil law]
i’m a general, i could send my troops through there to get that n-gga (i’ll send them boys through that b-tch)
keep gettin’ mentioned, n-ggas sayin’ that they gon’ catch and get up with me (shh)
i’m on wells or woodlawn, behind [?] on princeton
n-ggas got up close and hit folks in his leg, we call that missin’
n-ggas got hit in that, yeah, i ain’t gotta do no dissin’ (frr)
n-gga got hit in his head ’cause he ain’t use it, f-ck that n-gga (frr, frr, frr)
long live gino, droppin’ ys, man, i miss that trouble n-gga (ayy, long live my brother, man)
tag team hoes, when i was done, she let trouble get it
i had real runtz, me and zoo done split two hundred and fifty
i got chills from thinkin’ how i’ma stand over that n-gga
chase down all the lords and we hawkin’ whoever runnin’ with ’em (frr, frr)
we done went up, all them boys got hit up, ain’t no competition

[verse 2: thf zoo]
on foenem grave, that boy a b-tch, there’s plenty of apes up in my circle (thf)
just got busy up out this rental, one last opp appeared in person (rrah)
makin’ statements ain’t an option, f-ck the county state’s attorney (huh?)
diss the dead up on the ‘net, i flip the opp block, then i burned it
i don’t diss up on the dead, i get up on ’em close in person (at all)
he on live, i get to lurkin’, hop in this hot dog, get to purgin’ (boom, boom)
who that is? he ain’t a factor, he just a clown up in the circus (clown up in the circus)
they say a n-gga from my hood used to bang, but now he workin’ (but now he workin’)
if you don’t turn your savage up, then you gon’ end up bein’ wolf food
and he ain’t got no bodies, post them glizzies just to look cool
and all the opps be tellin’ ’cause this pressure gettin’ applied (pressure gettin’ applied)
if we can’t catch your homie, puttin’ that belt up on your guys (rrah)
[verse 3: thf sasa]
i ain’t sparin’ no n-gga, masked up, i’m tryna take somethin’
i got twilla with me, he ttk, he tryna shake somethin’
get up in that jam, let’s be quiet, shh, don’t say nothin’
there go thf, aw sh-t, here the snakes come
look at zoo and i see gudda
k!ll or die for all my brothers
if she actin’ fishy, i don’t trust her
that n-gga told, he know we comin’
sasa always up to somethin’
i’m a trench n-gga that came from nothin’
snitchk, he david ruffin

[outro: thf sasa & thf lil law]
y’all know what it is, man
free the guys, man, long live our brothers, you know?
thf or death (yeah, yeah, the handler family)
foenem, we on it with everybody (yeah)
f-ck everybody, b-tch

- thf lil law thf zoo thf sasa

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