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letra de hood symphony - touchmoney cease

touch money

this for every ghetto…..worldwide

verse:
ayo truth be told i be in my two, three zone
i could turn the club up till the roof be gone
i could kick it with them n-ggas in the hood with stripes
get knocked, an kick it with them n-ggas in the yard with life
cook coke in the kitchen till it’s hard and white
get it for the low an sell it at the largest price
i done swam in the same sea where the sharks a bite
before you eat you got to learn to starve for nights
man i know how to grind son i’m bout that life
i don’t take no shorts so the count back is right
yeah i ran from cops i was out that night
told police i ain’t steal it man i found that bike
man i been out here since a youngin chewing gum an
older n-ggas selling me loud like he’s drumming
b-tches faces light up with smiles like he’s coming
trust me i’ll pay that price no refunding
n-gga !

chorus:
this is for the hood, my n-ggas in the trap
the ones that lost it all, the ones that got it back
this that straight drop, sixty off a hundred pack
this that sh-t that make your mans don’t know how to act
if you riding out, or you at home listen
this is real rap, we don’t condone snitching
touch money militia the new coalition
they gon bang it worldwide hood symphony

verse 2:
i’m that n-gga at the dice game with a nice chain
with my og n-gga hopping out a nice range
i can make the block hot even though i’m chill
my n-ggas will do it for me but they know i will
i’m the type to jump in the cyph like who don’t spit
an start chewing n-ggas up like a blue nose pit
got a new froze wrist and a few known hits
everytime i meet a fan they like you flow sick
understand my pain, son i been in the streets
since a middle school shorty i was meant for the beef
a real renegade never ever been afraid
i was out selling that wet not selling lemonade
juks showed me my first pound of bud
after that then i went an found the plug
i’m a hustler homie i know how to grind
i could sell a light bulb to a n-gga that shine
m-th- f-cka !

verse 3:
ayo i’ll put banana clips to your melon and call it a fruit salad
real talk we do it the best the new khaled
the n-ggas i’m around determine if you valid
tmm is the gang put some respect on my name
my n-ggas got heavy metal no rock -n- roll
when it’s beef i’ll cook n-ggas like sloppy joe
i’m a king like j-phy joe
and i stay with a b-tch on her knees an a c-cky flow
i got ice like a hockey show
an i spit that raw sh-t that’s so raw that even papi know
got a jab like rocky though
throwing bows, you soft like ice cream rocky road
all i ever wanted was a bankroll
my n-ggas ain’t talking till the case closed
i be out grinding for the pesos
getting more green than state clothes
you know !

touch money militia

yeah ya’ll know what it is man

going hard all summer

this for all yall n-ggas in the hood that doubted cease

i came back with avengance n-gga

ayo dolo

i think these n-ggas is mad

f-ck them tho

one

- touchmoney cease

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