Lyrics:
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
it hundred, no sliding nah
Let's quit playing, I don't like your games
I won't play by your rules, I'm not a weak
We've been dragging this shit from
good her's looking rough
Bitch don't be mad you ain't tight as us
He like when I back it up back it up
Money too good ain't stopping us (Never)
Between
motherfuckers be hatin' on a
Real nigga like me, and I
Don't do nuthin' but do what
I'm supposed to be doin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
But I don't crack a plank
ooh ah sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
it seem to be
Early day gather up the team and meet
Late nights watch a couple DVD's
Couple rough nights
Fell in love twice
Go swimmin' while we soak
nothin' you can tell us
That we don't already know
I mean I heard the same story
Like an hour ago
Bust up on the scene
I'm like a heavy duty power load
a wretch
Ive just turned 32
The feelin ant so bad
When family care for you
If their love was a sea
It would be pearly blue
Motivated by family?
I guess that
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
have had enough
I don't want your love
I don't want your love
The poetry of our times
Lost all it's rhymes, it's rhymes
With words, not knives and like
deep
Niggas wolfin onna net trynna fake beef
Brickboys you might catch me wit BT
Dreads hanging I ain't trynna be chief keef
Send him home like he trynna
who I was
Y'all got me twisted
Like a pack of halls
It's cold out
So watch me deck the halls
Like the principal just called
That was a joke
Don't get my
to me
She doesn't always agree (that's what I need)
I need a girl who doesn't flex like a yeti (that's what I need)
I need someone who's gonna stand by
Aang
When I'm on the track and start spitting it
I feel like Zuko I strike with the flames
You don't want smoke with me no way
Like a lion out his
Feel like I'm running out of chances with love
Gave you my heart and you handled it rough
I gave you me and it still ain't enough
Feel like I
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
on
Rollin' with rush it don't get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was holdin' back the man superior, right?
You want to take my
the whole house?
Gallop in yo shit like the black joust
To make it real simple and quick
If I don't have it, I gots to take yo shit
And it's all about
breeds for me
So B is me, now tbt, I grew up watching DVD’s
Just being me and chillin as a kid who’s now at the CV
I don’t get A’s, just BCD’s, I like
something I never wanted so bad
Sometimes I get upset 'cause I ain't blew up yet
It's like a grew up but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
Don't got a rep, my
don't mind
Cause I done had it rough been a long life
I guess I caught it tough because I don't mind
Yea
Cause I don't mind
Always keep the gas so it's
same color as butter
When I ride by, niggaz be like damn I can't believe it's butter
Believe me dog I ain't never gotta spit
Iced-out grill that says
the fence I don’t need Cochran
Clapped the DUI but my gun loaded
If my men made it then my men sold it
Come holla at your young scholar
I’m top dog I
You decide
Are you alright?
Look in my eyes
It's all a lie
Shut up
I dont give a fuck 'bout all your fricken' boyfriends
Do I really look like
I don't
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