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liphelle - kuwabara tough lyrics

(verse i)
yeah, my choppa on ya (ay)
and my sights blue (ay)
i don’t like hoes, that means i don’t like you (yuh)
and i got sauce (yuh) but i don’t have to (yuh)
i bring the fifty out (yuh) my demons grab you
yeah, i hit him with a uppercut, a double punch
my blade just f+cked him up
a razer ripstik how my sh+t really just cut him up
i+ got my level up, a steppa batted up
i’m kuwabara tough
that sh+t black flame, look like hiei a blunt
i feel itachi, yeahh

(verse ii)
my crew akatsuki, yeah
that’s why we got them hats, smoking on a rat
ay, homie congrats! gotcha b+tch back!
after she got passed..
to my homie left, to my homie raditz
smoking zoro radish, pulled a ninja vanish
on ya village, now ya head is damaged
pop some pills and give the homies bandies
say your death, it’s granted
how ya wish ya family?
yuh yuh, when i pull off, addy?
she say “liph you daddy”
b+tches acting wacky
i don’t need this sh+t, just not this b+tch
so i can’t have her
(verse iii)
when my crew gon’ walk up
we don’t care we just gon’ pass ya, bruh
he say “can i join??”
i say “no way we can’t have extras, huh”
when we join ya game
we take the lobby, crew is half of us
and i don’t need no name
’cause n+ggas know it when i talk to ya
shawties getting on me, i say “no, i know you thotting” yuh
homies out here simping i say “no, you n+ggas stop it” yuh
hoes out here be lying, they just play you, ‘nother day for them
that’s why i got my k up, get my bread, buy what i pay for, uh

n+ggas out here dumb as f+ck, caring ’bout hoes and hoeing, yuh
i don’t need no shawty, got the boys, i know they got me
when i pull up with my squadron, talking sh+t, don’t getcha bodied
but that’s just another day, we throwing hands, my n+ggas routy!!!

(verse iiii)
n+ggas routy in the trap!
we aim the choppa at ya back!
you look like ricky, but your homie just got hit with double straps
we take a fifty, load it up, we see how long you n+ggas last
it look like d+day in this b+tch, how we just push ya soldiers back
the choppa blow you back, it take ya shoulders out
my n+gga counting caps
take ya whole hood out, i shoot from cadillacs
that’s where ya’ll n+ggas lack, my homie showing out
we just chopped ya head, and took it back
i had to ghost her out, i don’t text these lil’ thotties back

- liphelle lyrics

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