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letra de covid-62 - toohda band$

[intro]
(sheesh, that n-gga jugg goin’ crazy, haha)
hme fod, n-gga
yeah

[verse 1]
i ain’t internet beefin’, i stretch n-ggas
if i don’t hit you with the glock, the chop fetch n-ggas
free red weezy out the slam, keep the rest in it
beat the p-ssy up, she attached, i’m the best in it (that’s my b-tch)
only n-gga on my head is my barber
chopper got the scope so i can hit a n-gga farther
og in his feelings ’cause he heard i f-cked his daughter
f-ckin’ with the money, you gon’ die, he need a charger (dumbass)
i’m on hayes with it
this a seminary zoo, it got some apes in it
chop get to bangin’ like a drum, it really shake n-ggas
i’m really finna join the klan ’cause i hate n-ggas (f-ck y’all)
ayy, and that’s on my soul
brodie got a hundred on the wop, that b-tch flippin’ homes
quarter backin’ with the work, i feel like pat maholmes
turn this b-tch to semi-automatic, finger f-ck the pole
i ain’t duckin’ sh-t but the feds
n-gga say we beefin’, n-gga must’ve bumped his head (stupid)
bro a trained shooter, he don’t never shoot no legs (get it)
drop a bag on him, he gon’ leave a n-gga dead (that n-gga out of here)
you ain’t never did no time, i don’t trust you
glock ten milli’, i ain’t finna do no scuffle
got these n-ggas spooked, they cliquin’ up, they need to huddle
big slime do a stain, that n-gga troubled
let’s just state facts
y’all ain’t never shot n0body, y’all just make raps
only time you n-ggas hard is when you on the ave’
n-gga said my brother was a snitch, must’ve lost his cap (stupid ass)
where the paperwork?
your mans told on an opp, i seen the paperwork
how the f-ck you flexin’ money when your peoples hurt?
chop take his head off his body to his people shirt
now he a ghetto angel
i’m to the neck with some shooters, i know bro’ll paint you
ain’t no talkin’ if we beefin’, give that boy a facial
if i miss you with this chop, you must’ve had an angel
like what you wanna do?
all my n-ggas trained shooters like my n-ggas hoop
we ain’t aimin’ for no legs, take that n-gga roof
only time you n-ggas come outside is when you in the booth (p-ssy-ass n-ggas)
[outro]
these b-tch-ass n-ggas ain’t outside, n-gga
hme fod, n-gga, free red weezy, n-gga

- toohda band

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