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tata - (part 5) funk flex freestyle lyrics

[intro: tata]

grrah
4’s
huh, [?]
huh, grrah

[verse: tata ]

i got more money then a lot of you n+ggas, i’m on some better sh+t
yeah i been stayin’ out the way, i’m on some clever sh+t
i could name a lot of opps that i’m better then
i slide through, hangin’ out the f+ckin’ v, let the beretta spit
why he keep rappin’? that n+ggas b+tt
why he cappin’? his lil’ brother just got sent up
he keep screamin’ in his raps but that n+gga sound like a b+tch
his mother dissin’ up on live, i make that dump, b+tch eat the+
like huh, i’m droppin’ n+ggas set, i’m gangster
huh huh, like in a cab i bet i make a n+gga lift
i’m not puttin’ no more trust in these b+tches they make me+
i’m in the ville wit’ all my chains on, got me lookin’ like a l!ck n+gga
n+gga tryna break the team, you on some base sh+t
n+ggas keep d+ck ridin’ gang, you on some g+y sh+t
huh, they keep cancelling our shows, they on some hate sh+t
huh, ’til i pull up to the, and let that ‘k spit
walk into the spot, like “what the f+ck is up”
like, we don’t gotta shoot, we could knuckle up
spent 10k on my ring n+gga, i hold my knuckle up
n+gga, they ain’t tuff enough, weapons down i’ll f+ck you up

- tata lyrics

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