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letra de hall of fame - trdee & babytron

[intro]
(d-mn, jakesand)

[verse 1: babytron]
b-tch, induct me to the hall of fame
mvp, you third string, we don’t ball the same
play with me? baby drac’, it’s gon’ pause the game
he blew all that free pape’, now he gotta p-wn his chain
i’m in that one mode, all i done is tweak lately
jack catching in the [?] daily
y-3 joggy but my feet yeezy 380s
i don’t like how the eighthy look, told him [?] me
[verse 2: trdee]
okay, pull up on a block, guess i been feeling like kareem lately
back to back plays, a couple l’s what you seen lately
i won’t break yo heart, i’m really tryna break yo spleen, baby
i’m a sh-ttyboy but it ain’t easy as it seems, baby
got a new glock, messy eater, i’ma catch a stain
n-ggas wanna shine but new edition, thеy can’t stand the rain
we don’t tuck tails, wet clothеs, we’ll let ’em hang
you don’t really want it? you supposed to pass just like the gang

[verse 3: babytron]
six hunnid dollar double cup, i can’t stay awake
fishtailing in the widebody with the paper plates
if you ain’t in the game, sit there and let the players play
blood on the drac’, bro had to throw the k away
lay it up or shoot a three, i hit my shot from any spot
10k or more when i’m in saks, we don’t petty shop
yo b-tch opened up her water park, i almost belly-flopped
talking ’bout he on his way to slide? sh-t, i bet he not

[verse 4: trdee]
talking ’bout he crack cards? he don’t even crack hoes
it’s a cold world, yo own mans’ll get you backdoored
i ain’t really into beef, i’ll rather stack pros
check my resume, under pressure, i ain’t never fold
boy, check yo b-tch, don’t you call me asking was i with her
ain’t really take much to hit her but a little liquor
i just made her give me face, i did not hit her
then she did and took my kids like a babysitter
[outro: trdee]
huh, yeah
b-tch

- trdee babytron

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