Listen to Luhtakeshi (feat. Rondo20) by 74Deuce

Luhtakeshi (feat. Rondo20)

74Deuce

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

Middle skoo been strikin FDN Fukk who never Liked me Iss smoke im juss Gon kill em Air Force Deuce Yea i still Rokk Da Nike Bitches juh be Green Dis juss a Fling no i cant Have no wifey My momma kno wont beg no bitch to stay On GD Go ask tiki Put Dat on my momma and my Daddy Deuce i been a bukk High school nigga try Fw my sister yea i slapped em up Niggas Like oh Deuce u Got 2 parents so yu came From Lukk But niggas Dont een kno about Da Days i used to Fight w chukk Nigga tamat Lukk We aineen Got all Da Groceries still tryn whip sum breakfast up Yea i Got momma and my Daddy Ain no money For my Lunch It ain no powder milk use water bring Da pancakes onna bus Niggas think Dat Dey kno us Niggas think Dat Dey kno me Befo im GD i was 13 inna shed ain Get no sleep GD Dat nigga tried to rob me never woke up From Dat Dream I shot my First nigga Shit Fukked up my Head cant sleep Fa weeks Wen i'm sleepin inna trap i use my shirt ain Got no sheets Oh iss Hot outside? Yea i Got my Fye i kinda Like Dis jakket Nigga Hiding? Niggas kno i see em catch em up it whakk em Deuce i kept a Deuce inside my shoe befo i started trappin Kikked me outta skoo i kikked a Door Found stikk under Da mattress Niggas pussy Ion be around Guz all Dese niggas bitch Bitch tamat u Love me Only thing u Got From me was Dikk Fukk my cousin nigga said 4L and Den Dat nigga switched Ion Give about no reason juss stand on Dat shit Fukk Dat nigga jakkson Brush He ripped my polo Deuce i smakked em Why Dese Folks From skoo act Like we cool Dey kno im still Gon tax em Free my nigga rondo told me Flip His ass Let migo whakk em My nigga Hit me Deuce come bless Da pint Like ima codiene pastor Like ima codeine preacher Nigga Diss me Pullup onna opps blast Dat shit onna speaker Kindergarten nigga told me Yea i Had tripped my teacher High school mr jakkson ripped my shirt So i Had smakked Da teacher I stopped Goin to Da church But i still pour up w Da Deacon I post Funny shit up onna Gram but real Life i be tweakin Make a Fake email see when Da pints come in i need a peek Niggas changed on me tryn come around But weon need to speak Weon need to talk or conversate boy you Gon make me tweak Nigga ain wan shit to Do wit me but now i'm who Dey need Left but now Dey tryna come around i thought u Hated me Oh u want my money yea i know but i juss wan be Free I juss wan be me juss Get my money juss wan sell my Lean I cant be apart no team Still scarred From when Dey ran From me All Da people said Dey Love me every one abandoned me Dey see i Got Dem bands on me na everyone my Family Got Lokked up 12 took my pole but Dey ain kno iss Drank on me Damn Dey took my Gun so Like 4 Hours i juss Had Hands on me Took my .40 upped a .45 now i can sit bakk and breathe Oh Dey ain pour out my Drank call cam Like nigga bring my Lean Oh Dis Green ass nigga From Da skoo Got pole? Im Finna take it Niggas think Dey stiff Dey not Lokked in Dass why Da plug still rape em Doctor ain wan Give me script but He ain kno i was Gon take it Yea i Got sum money now but niggas kno i still be takin Yea i still be stealin Ion Like Da price on pints i'll take em Nigga think im payin? Heon kno im Finna steal them cases Na i juss be playin But im Dead Fr Like Fukk He thinkin Nigga think im Green i up a beam up on His ass Luhtakeshi (Free Rondo my nigga onna Jail call n shit) (He say stop snitchin Luh Dude)
Writer(s): 74 Sogd Deuce, Nawfside Deuce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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