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hoodrich pablo juan - tunnel vision كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
“h_hol’ up, spiffy on this motherfu_!”

[verse 1]
tunnel vision, i don’t see no opponents
money, power, respect, like i was tony
in ruth’s chris eating lots of macaroni
still ain’t funny, n_gga
i ain’t with the joning
i ain’t had no [?], had to hang on the corner
block too hot, i ain’t talking about summer
n_ggas ain’t real no more, no wonder
they tryna be us, stupid
better join us
i was just broke now i’m rocking 40 pointers
saving my size at louis, got appointments
knock it out the park when i hit that p_ssy
i’m riding around listening to lil boosie
hit ’em in the back, the chopper masseuse him
[?] in the morning like roosters
n_ggas don’t trap or rob and they ain’t got no job, so n_ggas gon’ turn into boosters

[verse 2]
started in the trap and i knew i would make it
n_ggas been p_ssy, ain’t new to the hating
he think he a bully but i got some bullets
thanking allah that i made it out juggin’
thought i would fall off, i’m busting their bubble
if i ain’t know nothing i know how to hustle
all of my cars fast, burning out rubber
i must’ve been high if i told her i loved her
i want to feel it, i took off the rubber
i know i’m filthy, i came out the gutter
too many whips, i don’t know, i’ma shuffle
[?], they had took something from me
trapping off candler, i get that [?] bunking
get on a plane, they coming
f_ck is the law when you used to have nothing
[verse 3]
she gon’ throw it back on a thursday
on a wednesday i be crushing
i done seen too much, did too much, no matter what i can’t trust ’em
all i hear is gunshots
i cannot sleep
i’m on the narcs
i was tryna steal, got locked
now i just filled up my whole shopping cart
plain jane, that’s a [?]
rocking cartier with a broken heart
200 on me
n_gga, i don’t trust n0body
i’m ready for war
baby mama tried to take my child, still want money, got to take me to court
sit back, roll a fat blunt, thank god every time i look at the poor
godd_mn, could’ve been f_cked up, n_gga
in the streets and they thinking i’m locked up
i got the juice, i’m a a goose
duck duck
mixing designer, it look like a fruit cup
they was too small, i couldn’t even tie my shoes up
now in christian dior, hallelujah
old money, i could f_ck on a cougar
step from ’round, you ain’t real, you an intruder
i ain’t pass it, i was thinking ’bout the future
i was splashing in [?]
i was bagging up and shopping with boosters
from the apartments, this sh_t is ruthless
these n_ggas be hoes, they acting like groupies
all that capping, i ain’t know what the truth is
i met the truck back and recoup it
tell you i ain’t did what, is you stupid?

- hoodrich pablo juan

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