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Troy Ave

Dear Hater I Won

 

Dear Hater I Won

(альбом: Dear Hater I Won - 2023)


Taxstone really took a letter to the judge, really was able to [?], really snitched on that man
Wrote a whole letter to the judge saying, "Troy Ave is a bad guy, he doesn't deserve to be in the streets"
You told, you told, you told, bro
Taxstone wrote a letter to the muhfucking judge
Troy Ave's a bad guy ayy? Him and his friends, ayy? They're involved in a lot of things, ayy?
Let me out of jail

Since you niggas like writing letters, here go one
Dear hater, I won
I'ma boss, you a bum
Suck a dick, till it cums
Since you niggas like writing letters, here go one (Haha)
Dear hater, I won
I'ma boss, you a bum
Stick a fork in him, now he done
Since you niggas like writing letters

I have no remorse for you niggas
No compassion for you
No mercy for you niggas
(I know you niggas gon' fall on misfortune, fucking...)
You hear me?
(Aaahhh!)

Since you niggas like writing letters, here go one, get a pen
I speak this as a free man, pay half a mill out the bin
I'm outta ya league, don't contend, balling on point like the pen
I sat many months, you wrote to the judge soon as you walked in
Mr. Collins and his entourage be doing a lot of shootings
A recent one outside this New York city club that sued him
And now it's people suing, plotting to take what I stack
Got attempted murder 'cause I took the gun from him and bust back
This ain't no made up raps, I'm paraphrasing the facts
I'm the king of the underground, you just a underground rat
I rose up above the rodents, they tried to pull yo boy back
With a cold shoulder and frozen hand, whoever reach it get smacked
Smrrat, brrat, U-R-L
I'ma W, I am Lambos and Bentleys where I dwell
It's a mansion for sale, I bought that, you're just brought to a cell
The real nigga lives on, and the fake one dies in jail

Man, what the fuck I look like sitting in jail for a nigga that'll tell his own sister to suck a dick for his freedom? Man, my suit cost more than yo whole defense. You a dog, nigga, I'll keep it a buck.

Since you niggas like writing letters, here go one
Dear hater, I won
I'ma boss, you a bum
Suck a dick, till it cums
Since you niggas like writing letters, here go one (Haha)
Dear hater, I won
I'ma boss, you a bum
Stick a fork in him, now he done
Since you niggas like writing letters

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