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Hit That (feat. TDB Sinbad)

by Tally Da Bandz

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Lemme talk my shit It cost a couple racks to get my eyes fixed I be falling back I see the lies I'm smoking loud I can't hear shit I ain't a rapper I am preacher She sellin' that pussy I call her a eater I ain't a capper I'mma just teach you She got problems I don't need it I'm on yo block n yo bleeding I love to shoot I do it for fun Timbland boot tucking the gun My weed like TDB it's strong My feet in Mcqueens no foams They get to hiding when I'm going out I am the realest they selling out Before you lose better settle down Hollows like a hammer to nail him down Fuck that bitch she fake like that shit that's in her lips You stupid bitch I left the country can't get nothing from me I ducked that bitch she suckin' dick She so dumb just like her mommy You dirty bitch Light the wood n pop my blick Spark him with the 9 quick Redrum scene ain't make no sense TDB got me we took his limbs Watch how I hit that When I go in I'mma fix that Big facts Get back Blastin' all my targets I do not bust back Shooters they with me just landed from Baghdad Black mask Think fast Yo wife who I blink at Semi automatic big gat Came with the nick nacks Give me the lo drop that Pull up on a opp I drop that Look at me crazy I let off in the party I act retarded when I'm drinking Bacardi I'm coming thru with the hot flows Nachos She calling me papi I'm feeling like Pablo Narco Talk bout narcissistic Kicked her to the curb I know she miss it Dash is digi just like Drizzy futuristic Trigger finger ready it's itchin Bricks in the kitchen Silly ass hoe keep wishin I got the thotties I'm pimpin' She gave me the brain I applied the diction Hoe came with her tummy tucked Slut Give up I'm moving slowly with a double cup Sauce With us Uh Lemme Lemme Lemme talk my shit It cost a couple racks to get my eyes fixed I be falling back I see the lies I'm smoking loud I can't hear shit I ain't a rapper I am preacher She selling that pussy I call her a eater I ain't a capper I'mma just teach you She got problems I don't need it I'm on yo block n yo bleeding I love to shoot I do it for fun Timbland boot tucking the gun My weed like TDB it's strong My feet in Mcqueens no foams They get to hiding when I'm going out I am the realest they selling out Before you lose better settle down Hollows like a hammer to nail him down

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