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Dead Troll
187
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dead Troll was released on September 6, 2024 by Tero as a part of the album Dead Troll - Single
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Release DateSeptember 6, 2024
LabelTero
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leterrance Mitchell
Leterrance Mitchell
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glazer
Glazer
Producer

Lyrics

Tell me how you do it
Like I'm telling you this shit
I keep flossing on all of this shit ****
If you want it then
Real as it get
If you want it then, gotta show me how you gon' get
When his car stop, I guess he thought he was
Bulletproof but he died off the first shot
Them bodies come with karma so when it come make sure you ready
Tell God protect my enemies from jail, they gotta meet the sword
I lost time so I'm a lil' late
I gotta put this shit in they face
Free all them steppers who fighting cases
Still locked down, they make a statement
Shit get real, ain't no complaining
You gotta take it how you gon' take it
Frontline when we was banging, these
**** better not test my gangster
Chasing me like chasing Jason
Get into it with your partner to a point you tryna face him
Tell these **** that I'm back and I swear I ain't be impatient
Better fall in line 'cause the last ****
Tried to slide, his ass ain't make it
I been waiting for it, life's starting to get boring
I know a circumstance that'll cost you your life, can't run from it
He ain't have his pipe, a damn dummy died on a hit, Bugs Bunny
Lot of these **** ain't even street, probably call the feds on him
He think I'm sweet, talking 'bout this and
That, he dead, that's what he get for that
All the stuff that me and my blood did, it come with chemistry
Created players, he don't live this life, he think he tricking me
How the fuck do I love a **** who told? That shit can't live with me
I done seen some **** lose they life over the internet
I can name a whole lot of packs, ho, them invented that
Tryna touch your soul, head and your
Body, that shit finna get you gone
She gon' fuck on me then fuck on the bro like we finna share this ho
I refuse to quit on this shit like I gotta get us some more
I got the pills and drugs and you bring
Your money and shit, I'll get you a load
Me and mad stugg, I lost my ****, his killer is dead for sure
Spinning 'round the city, I see them
****, I swear that they dead for sure
I been waiting for it, life's starting to get boring
I know a circumstance that'll cost you your life, can't run from it
He ain't have his pipe, a damn dummy died on a hit, Bugs Bunny
Lot of these **** ain't even street, probably call the feds on him
He think I'm sweet, talking 'bout this and
That, he dead, that's what he get for that
All the stuff that me and my blood did, it come with chemistry
Created players, he don't live this life, he think he tricking me
How the fuck do I love a **** who told? That shit can't live with me
Written by: Leterrance Mitchell
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