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Genesis: The Birth of Songz Demo (Trey Songz) · Trey Day (Trey Songz) · Trey Anastasio (Trey Anastasio) · Trey Day [U.S. Version] (Trey Songz) · Trey Lorenz (Trey Lorenz) · Trey Anastasio (Trey Anastasio) · Music to Make Your Ears Hurt Trey (Without M.F. Order) · Ten Horns -- Ten Diadems (Satyricon) · Ten for Ten (Frank Turner) · Ten Bloody Marys & Ten How's Your Fathers (Elvis Costello) – and 90 other albums »


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[Chorus: Trey Songz]
What can I say (i ain't lying)
Ain't no easy way to say this (yeah)
And I don't know if you can handle it (I don't know
off of the speed at which life progressed
From meetin' Trey in Atlanta to doin' a cameo in his video 
Which made everything right with X (Songz)
I
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
into diamond
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made

They voted club the days
the kidz like me
Don't don't don't get mad cause the kidz like me (x4)

(verse 1)

Everybody know I got the kidz yellling dont- get- mad cause the kids
(featuring Trey Songz)

[Talking]
Ladies follow me now...(moaning)
Damn..my..my batteries low? (shiiit)

[Chorus]
See I don't fuss and fight, if he
four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made

They voted club the days commander
Gave him an army
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three Kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
tired of the usual like Trey Songz and Drake
That’s why I’m leaping the faith, keeping the pace
Although it’s all about the winning, it’s never about
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,
mail by the tons son

Chorus 2x:
Yo it's that Roc a Fella shit
Hoes clothes to whips
Act up and get hit 
Give a fuck who you with 
We them niggaz coming
divided into two parts
The Old and the New Testaments

When I look at the Trey, I think of the Father, the Son
And the Holy Ghost
When I see the Four
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,
with nuttin to eat it's gettin hard to pray... pray...



[Chorus: repeat 4X]
In order to receive, then we need to give
We gotta feed the kids,
dup dup dup (Repeat 4X) 



Verse 2 (Mack) 

What a beautiful day, clear blue skies 

my murder ones block sunrays from my eyes 

Twistin'
background] 
DJ Khaled! 
When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen
dup dup dup (Repeat 4X) 



Verse 2 (Mack) 

What a beautiful day, clear blue skies 

my murder ones block sunrays from my eyes 

Twistin'
At Venice by the ocean
Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel motion
There's gangsters all around
Still crazy sets, but you just don't clown
I pray L.A. can stay
Just like Ace
Gotta fetish, for the stones
Just like Four Trey
Money tall like Broah?
Yours like D?
And my patience very short
Just like Courtney C
rushed in the crib

Trey-five-seven cracked ya ribs, cops shot ya whip
You've been chased by the pigs, sold the four year bid
Crashed cars, still came out
[ VERSE 1 ]
Hittin corners in a six-trey Chevrolet
Rag-top Impalla, top dollar
Got my cousin Laid-Back ridin shotgun
Cause I got the front-and-back
the coaches
And I'm a always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious
Two guns by each lung with no holsters

And I control all
thang
And it ain't no rules when you in this game

There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle
on

[Chorus: x4]
Do doves fly, when thugs cry?
Here's a story 'bout the trials and tribulations of this thug life

Now, play the game, know the code, say no
[Repeat x2]
Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York 
A nigga livin foul

As I steps inside the playground 
I lays down my laws at the door