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letra de bidderz - turbo600

[intro]
we was yungin’s in the streets wilding
toting guns we tryna seek violence
it was ugly we couldn’t keep smiling
not in class cuz we on street timing
took my brody d-mn the streets grimy
(rico got that fire)

[verse]
it’s 4am why we back on the block, i want his head you either spinning or you not (not)
cuz i know i’m drilling if you with it or you not, don’t say i’m tripping cuz i’m not, i’m having visions ‘bout that doc like hold my brody down
you just seen bro like that i know that you ain’t folding now
how you gone go like that i know that you hoeing now
he ain’t ‘gone jump right back, you know just how it’s going now
you lil folks smoke his ass, he tried it we gone show him now
back then sh-t was ugly, we came up we getting money
i cut loose ends off, cuz certain people wasn’t for me
now i don’t give not f-cks cuz wouldn’t no love was bumming
i ain’t have it, i was fronting, n-ggas knew that i was fronting
now i drop sh-t like it’s nothing, tried to tried to treat me like the underdog
always at the top i’m still the sh-t was never under y’all
but i guess that’s what i get for trynna have some fun with y’all
d-ck sucking n-ggas i can’t even smoke my runtz with y’all
let me tell you ‘bout the streets this what the do you you
dead bodies, homicide, h-lla funerals
lead flying, mommas crying but that’s the usual
right after your funeral back don’t what i used to do
in the streets, toting guns, rap sh-t that i wrote for fun
turned them singles into hundos big bro wouldn’t loan me none
big bro knew my struggle to cuz me and him was from the slums
mud brother, different moms, blood hunters, 50 guns
if this a crazy story i’m gone live out like that ricky one
rash told me double it so i went back to get me some
any n-gga try it we gone bl!ck em, dot em, get em done
n-ggas know they dying when the see me sliding n-ggas run
back on the block i ain’t going back to school
now i’m chilling in atlanta wit my toes in the pool
said it’s up there with me guess it’s over for you
put a ticket on his head a bunch of soldiers on you
it’s crazy when you normalize seeing dead bodies
or thing bout your pops and knowing that the feds got em
and everybody thinks they gangster to the lead drop em
yeah we smoked his ass boy just be luck we ain’t head shot em
(for real)
[outro]
sh-t man got me feeling like herb wit this one…
y’all really gone have to name me the greatest rapper in syracuse or some sh-t like that…
i’m just f-cking with y’all man turbosixo (gang!)

- turbo600

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