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Don't Trip

Trina

Bootleg This, Pt. 2

2005

Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy

back in the burbs
I'm ready to splurge, about to put you niggaz in perms
The first and the third, is the day that I usually reserve
To get this money

to a dime
Now I keep it in the air by pound at a time
I fucks with a few niggas
Don’t smoke with new niggas
And I burn I’m that killer
Me and Snoop Dogg

Trini-T
Yep Yep Baby Boy Baby Girl Thats me
Rhetoric is your tone ten seconds Im gone
Im Gone
Put That Base Down Add That High Hat
When Di Snare Drop You

intestines build up and
You gotta shit it out again and again
Come back again and again
Come back again and again
This longevity nigga
Im here to stay I aint

restrain
Maintain composure slain by exposure
Sweet rain down it came HG had her aflame
Threw her to the floor why we holy rollers
Danced her hair down bobby

a nigga like this Like this Like this Like this
Nope
Flyer then a helicopter money
In my Pocket with a whole lot of Choppers On deck yep
Im a vet In

Does it really even matter
Yep, black lives matter
Yep, black lives matter
I'm proud black like a panther
I'm proud black like a panther
White lies

Virgo

Nas

The Red Light District [Clean]

2004

T.W.I."
Ha ha, well, here I am, yep I'm the man
Bartender put a Cosmo in that girl hand
So, here we standing before I begin
Homegirl made a knot out

U Don't Know [Remix]

M.O.P.

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep

Feasting like a beast
I’m going feral
Singing 'bout my feats
Christmas carols
Got love on the gram
Sellin' my work by the gram
Then they just buy by

to the paper I'm fresh off the paper I'm rollin' up papers
I beat them cases back to back cases now look at they faces
No, I'm not racist diamonds caucasian

You got to run it back 
  

Now, forgive me if I condescend

Man, I really only want to get along in the end

cnd I'm just trying my best to restore

Yeah
You think I'm adding the flow
When I gotta go
I'm in the studio laying down tracks they don't want me to show
(noises?)
Yeah
I was just spitting

My PO asked me if I'm booted
I told her yep
I got real killers with me
Watch your step (bitch)
All these blue hunnids
Like I bank left (Like I crip)

vision
Came from the bricks I'm flexing my paper
Praying that I don't get hit by a hater
Ask can we go out i say maybe later
Close that back door 'cuz

rains it pours
Mentally picking my brain - I'm
Trying to gain my force
I don't yelled so many times -
I damned near strained my voice
But I got back - I'm

bones
But the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smoking funk by the boxes, packing Glocks
It's natural to eat you
Niggas

jeans crazy (designer)
High class, nothin' basic (basic)
Cookout Runtz, I'm facin' (packed 'em)
Diamonds hittin', glacier (ice)
Widebody spacious

forgot to mention
Prolly the ass that got your fucking class detention 
While I'm in the back with that fatty ass romancing, smoking grass and then bend

I'm chilling with the pandas
Learning kung-fu and how to say fuck you in Mandarin.
Skiing in the alps
Taking different routs
I even snuck back in

I can tell by motivation I'm the star to be
Each and every person played a part in me

Shoutout to Leyah, Qua & Maria
Can't forget about Willie

decide if I'll knock em dead by spraying a hot one 
Or drop the heat and be peaceful bring the meaning retrieval 
Take it back to the days of redeeming we

never see me when the lights on
I'm the one on stage getting flashed by these Nikons
They say i'm an icon, for these younger kids
But no one sees what