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letra de who did it - tsu surf

[intro]
(humbeats)

[verse 1]
careful who you politicking with cause n—-’s talk
we stop giving gang applications out, n—-’s soft
might not catch him in that jeep, but we gon’ get him in that hawk
he had a mask but i ain’t have to see his face, we know his walk
trade a life you, want this chain
doing donuts in the rain
catch him slipping that’s a stain
i know my opp’s like i know gang
know it send me to the bones, zip was ikesha alone
i can’t free none of them k!llers so it’s minutes on the phone
heard they checked the homie in, he owe some fades when he get home
metal jacket еvery bullet, them bluе hollow tips cones
ever try to call the homie line, even though he gone
gary payton, ysl, sh-t i been mixing my colognes
they gon’ tell you that’s it love, n—-s envy just because
and you never really know so we just casually keep gloves
transaction was a lil long, we only brought dubs
she gon say her name beisha her baby daddy a blood
sit and think like where the time go
we just flipped again but that’s whole nother convo
feel like you could get away then bang him like a bongo
training day we pull around his car he get the lonzo
closest i think i’ma get to heaven is this condo
all i need is canvas, i just showed somebody b-tch it’s neimans in paramus
second time i dreamed they got up with me, my sh-t jamming
you gotta give a couple samples out, that’s for your branding
only smoke exotic (cough)
get headaches from the midget (cough)
she think they gon’ k!ll me, so she left me and i get it
fish bowl make it easy for us get it tinted
if the opp’s ain’t claim the body i wonder who did it?
(claim the body i wonder who did it?) x6
(hmm) x6
[verse 2]
careful who you share your love with, cause love hurt
die about it or k!ll about it whichever comes first
they say for every death it’s somebody getting birthed
type of sh-t that have you think how much we populated earth
infatuated with hate, i think the love started boring me
we handle sh-t according
i met the devil formally
h-ll can’t be no hotter than my hood and that sh-t warm to me
stab you with the same hand they dap you that mean war to me
it be who you love they will try you if you let them
only money, fee be good it’s no dice if he ain’t betting
order fettuccini pasta, caesar salad, ranch dressing
while we chat bout large orders tryna get it down to seven
i just know my dawg good if all dogs go to heaven
once my lawyer say he got me kick my feet up i don’t sweat him
you know nothing last forever, it just hurt more when you fed em
i appreciate the opp’s cause they ain’t change since i met em
had blood on my hands, it’s money on mind
might buy that b-tch a rollie tryna compensate for time
she a seven but she let us use her crib so she a dime
calling bout some sh-t you heard somebody said lose the line (phone rings)
had orgies at the ritz, this new amiri fit in case the feds taking pics
if money on your head then you’ll get hit it’s well spent
two hunnid on the dash stash box with the tints
cuz said he ain’t tryna make it out just get him bricks (i gotchu)
just get him bricks (got em)
cuz said he ain’t tryna make it out just get him bricks
(tryna make it out just get him bricks) x6

- tsu surf

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