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letra de introducing tarek & luss - tnl

[intro: tarek]
yeah! tnl
we own the night
let’s go!

[verse 1: tarek]
when god is for you, who can be against you? (n0body)
i overcame the odds n did it in a pinch too
i’m nice with my fists, quick to split ya lip fool
ask about t, i always been official
seen a lot of fouls, n0body blew a whistle
a b-tch’ll set you up with the lips she used to kiss you
it’s a cold world, n0body gives a sh-t dude
tighten up your lip, n get to work you b-tch you
n0body likes a loser, they only roll with winners
that’s why i got you all on my list for dinner
walk with god but still i am a sinner
i’ve done everything in life but be a quitter
ya girl sees me n reaches for my zipper
show no emotion, i won’t even kiss her
dealt with fakе friends, fake hoes n somе snitches
may they all rest in p-ss face down in ditches
no longer have doubters, when all they do is witness
tnl the goat’s all you others is pigeons
take you back to ‘06 if you want the business?
we ain’t takin no sh-t, don’t you dare forget this
lord have mercy please show me your forgiveness
[verse 2: luss]
yo i been waiting for this green like i’m stuck at a red light
and i can see the cop cars flashing their headlights
pain in my head like i was struck with a lead pipe
still hyped to eat you rappers y’all p-ssy need wet wipes
i rolled with the k!llers and dealers a bunch of cutthroats
rappers gettin dapped for their likes, a couple uploads
i demand my respect and i mean it, the f-ckin upmost
battle creek wit me whole city all the way up post
suds toast, champagne hangovers from the mud joe
luck low, to headlining shows, life’s lookin up yo
dutch rolled, big as a bus, f-ckin it up bro
blunt smoke, up in the club, wavy as tug boats
rap guys! good with the lord, rappers get baptized
capsized, slapped for the cap, blind as a bat flies
trap ties minus the rats, pimps, and crack pipes
back, fly! never go back! forever that guy
it’s tnl b-tch & ima ride til the death of me
no one do it better, flow, spit it so exceptionally
double nines, lefty, like gretzky in the flesh and please
remember me like memories then squeeze and bleed respectfully
belly vibes! murder homicide and you can smell the high
selfless type, ride for all my dawgs, even to h-ll he’ll ride
melt the mic and ring ya f-ckin bell now you can tell he hyped
god’s son! forgive me for my sins, let off them sh-ll’s tonight!
[outro: luss]
brrrrrrahhhhh!
luss!
we own the night!
motha f-ckas…
we back!
let’s get it!
yeah…

- tnl

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