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Uh
Ooo
You niggas and bitches ain't nearing me
Can't even come close
Ha Ha Ha
He do what I want
By the snap of my finger
I'm Thanos
Ta Da Da
A gang

stoned cold like my
Last name Austin
From rock bottom to people's champ
And I'm feeling awesome
Can you smellalalalow how my rock cooking
Got the block

pay and pay
Hater nói là anh hay ăn may 
No con cừu anh con sói sao cu hay loay hoay
cnh phải làm ngay trong hôm nay
24 tiếng đồng hồ trôi qua day by

the farthest, paint the sky just like a artist
im the Champ, take the Lombardi
by myself, don't need a Army

Do the dash, the engine roarin', police find that

story o
(Make I tell you something)

Last son of Christian
His last-born child
Dad called me David
I'm God's own champ
You can tell the seven sons
That

it by the pound 
Swervin swervin i been i been 
Ten toes down 
Shut it down 
This a  new Era 
No cap
This that new blip on the map
Arizona where it

Dans le game on arrive par le bas
Tu parles de ma vie je n ai pas le temps
BGMC ne me clashe pas
Ça vient de babi c est pas sur les champs
La reine de ta

superkræfter, cougar karma 
Tusind tak, uden grænser 
Champs-Élysées, fruen tar mig 
Med ud og danse med ud og spise 
Fendi tasker, Gucci jeans 
Ansigts masker,

your luck only once  
Never been champ ur chump 
I'm Chimp try swing you'll get swung 
Normal the life we live anit  normal 
Crucial that u listen 
Never

money
We stay gettin' money, we the trending topics
Drive the car like a fool, fuck the rubber up

I gotta be the champ, nigga, it ain't no runnin' up

raps, by the soulful, funky brother
mothers' listen in, men will be men, for all us to win, let the family be defended
it's always a lot of tension,

a youngin' kickflippin' shit
Fuckin' up the scene
Crispy clean, making it look easy than it seems
We want all the smoke
We condone it
The bottles of Champ we

do it all baby I could be the candidate,
World champs you are now who are chosen,
Seeing beauty in the rain yeah is golden,
I've been working all night

Gimmie the Mic

Trae

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

The family who be dropping the bombs, leaving 'em stunned
Rocking steady for jelly, like Nelly we're number one

[Dougie D]
Who's stacking shit my nigga,

the matching amp!
Hank Williams was still the champ!

Heading home by the railroad tracks, flatten a quarter in seconds flat.
Stolen candy, drinkin' pop,

I can't sing all of em' (No, not at all)
Distracted by the weekend turn up more than often (Ooh, na-na na-na)
Way too high over all sound, I feel like

a heavyweight bout BOY
Im na heavy-weight champ
Ima bout break your amp
We lit like a lamp, No hypocrites in my camp
It's evident, I'm so relevant 
I'm so elegant

Since a kid they called me a nuisance 
(Shut up)
Still a smoke a mild 

You gotta champ it hell nah I don't do that loose s***

You n***** talking that fu

can't put up a fight
I was eleven years old, playing hoops , I'm the champ
Grew up to 6'4", grabbed the ball, slamdunk I'm the man
After the freethrow,

at the mall at champs I needed white T
Was checkin out some raybands
Then this beautiful voice said that u killin me man
She said hey u stop playin next then i

castle
Where dreams never what they seem
Graduate from the trap with a diamond tassel
And a diamond ring
Ice sculptures got me getting recruited 
By hockey

Bama Bama
(Ah we ready)

The #1 prospect in the nation
(Who)
Cortney Kentrell six-star baby
(Six-star baby)
Recruited by Peanut call him Nick Saban

what to listen for
Yep, a treasure chest in every mic check
Steady gaining altitude and we ain't on the flight yet
Calling me the champ and I ain't even

way
I thought
I warned you already
But I guess
They weren't ready!

All about
My paper
Like a secretary
I'm known to get it
By any means
Necessary