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400 degrees - talibando lyrics

[intro]
tires scorchin’, this b*tch hot, it’s like four hundred degrees, n*gga
yeah, n*gga, players only, 7 mile
man, they know what the f*ck goin’ on ’bout this, b*tch
(k’den ju)

[verse]
tires scorchin’, this b*tch hot, it’s like four hundred degrees
if you scared, p*ssy n*gga, go to church or you should leave
guess this run ain’t for you, go back home and sell some weed
gotta strap your nuts on to go do hand*to*hands with fiends
nothin’ in the crib but cameras, money counters, and some beans
we done spent that lil’ money in your stash on some lean
martin luther king in these streets, you only sellin’ dreams
i got n*ggas that been doin’ eighteen since they was eighteen
hit your block with twin chops, call ’em marco and bittie
i been gettin’ to the check, where you been at like saddity?
in the water on the deep end, it’s only sharks here
just picked up a pint of wock’ for ’bout sixteen in dog fare
we predator, these n*ggas prey
if we ain’t got no food, best believe we gon’ eat them n*ggas’ plate
bro hungry for a body, he’ll eat your face
gave ty twenty thousand just to beat the case
stack the chips up like it’s frito*lay (stack ’em up, n*gga)
so much money in the mattress, it’s like boa
it’s chess, not checkers like rudy said (what up, rudy?)
only n*gga rode the greyhound more than me was probably bootyhead
chess, not checkers like rudy said
only n*gga rode the greyhound more than me was probably bootyhead
and we got them oranges like hookah heads
n*gga, yeah, and we got them oranges like hookah heads
no deal, on chill, i feel like icewood in ’04
you could never play with me, i send the navy to your door
i got n*ggas throwin’ 5s, i got n*ggas throwin’ 4s
i got n*ggas out in college, i got n*ggas on the road
i got n*ggas in the kitchen, i got n*ggas in the stoves
put my heart up to the money, but it’s never at no hoes
tryna touch a hundred million, n*gga, that’s a real goal
heard they didn’t need a statement and a n*gga still told
i’m runnin’ back touchdowns, you n*ggas kickin’ field goals
heard you run off with some money and you n*ggas still broke
you would’ve tried that sh*t with me, i would’ve k!lled your kinfolks
i don’t play games with n*ggas, this ain’t no nintendo
heard you run off with some money and you n*ggas still broke
you would’ve tried that sh*t with me, i would’ve k!lled your kinfolks, n*gga
i would’ve k!lled your kinfolks
i ain’t playin’ games with n*ggas, this ain’t no nintendo, n*gga

- talibando lyrics

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