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letra de banger - trurebel migs

[intro]

tee money pla pla that hoe

yeah yeah
yeah yeah
yeah
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
yeah yeah

[verse 1: trurebel migs]

feel like we born to die
trouble is on my mind
dealer live on my block
cookin’ up pushin’ rock
kilimanjaro climbs
tryna get to the top
k!lling off my own kind
talkin’ bout israelites
recognize
devil on overtime
put in work overtime
bang bang
got a lil n-gga 15 on steam now that’s my drop
point him out he gon’ pop
he ain’t gon’ think about it
n-gga we really bout’ it
running up if you got it
n-gga what’s in your wallet
lord knows that i been wildin’
going on missions ridin’
n-ggas might catch a body

[background vocals]

bout it bout it bout it bout it
i might hit hit a l!ck and i won’t give a f-ck about it
bout it bout it bout it bout it
i see demons in my sleep and i don’t speak about em’

[bridge]

see all these dimensions make up god’s universe
but this rock we spinning on is indeed the devil’s realm
with that being said, n-gga, f-ck the world

[hook]

bang
bet i got n-ggas in your hood, if i green light you they gon’ bang
from the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon’ bang
bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang
doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh n-gga bang

bet i got n-ggas in your hood, if i green light you they gon’ bang
from the belly of the beast, they send that kite then we gon’ bang
bet you hear it out your window every time we let it bang
doing damage in these streets, oh sheesh n-gga bang

[verse 2: cash rilla]

rilla
i get the cake on a day to day
saint laurent with the bathing ape
i got a show where the lakers play
whenever i’m tourin i keep a k
i got a crib in the peach state
50 in each safe, i call it a cheesecake (uh)
i gotta keepsafe
& i gotta keepsafe
you can not relate
when i’m in the club i’m paying the dj
throw this on replay
ya sh-t ain’t that hot you should sell it on ebay
that’s what the streets say
you just a cheapskate
& i need a rollie for each day
n-gga bang
i was riding round with my gang
7 days 7 nights. walking round with the cane
with some grown n-ggas that’ll take ya chain
& some young n-ggas trynna make a name
don’t flench that’s the typa sh-t that’s gon make them n-ggas go….

[hook]

[verse 3: t-time]

see this a mission for me
a hog spitting, face slap
ain’t nothing different for me
pistol gripping to the strip
like i ain’t get my recipe
treat the block like good dope
then terry silver the scene
many hooks, no r&b
chopper sing like the dream
off key on 1 knee
like i’m holding a ring
who but me
triple x
2 and me in-between
money green
chains gold
p-ss em out to the team
(haaan)
thats how i’m on it
5 on the wrist, that was in the moment
i treat my voice like my car
no lease, i gotta own it
the flow smooth without the rocks
how could you not condone this
i must control this
the flow is wicked
no hokas pokas
all winter
i’m c0ke flipping
a dope dealer
safe filler
my diamonds dancing
a known k!ller
motion picture
the flow realer
they never feel ya
you unfamiliar
my youngin’s wildin’ pull up & peal ya

[hook]

- trurebel migs

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