Lyrics:
very little patience all the bitches different
by the car load, you may wanna get a different auto,
deep down ya main chick even wanna cum,
everybody
[Mase:] Yo, yo check it, when we go in to see the nigga, be
just say it, B. That's all you gotta do wit this nigga
[Trey:] Oh man that's,
on three
I done seen it all dog from running wit the killas
Surrounded by the realest and they label me the illest
The dudes you call gorillas I consider
do that lil fucker wrong
Use a mac yeah i get em gone
I made the choppa sing a lil song
Choppa make em dance trey songz
Choppa singing like mariah
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do,
And then I, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me
this bitch up like shrimp plates
Bounce it in and put a rollin' on A.I. fish black
I got 2 more 'nites is you wit that
Fuck it let's go, when we pop out
on X, eyes pitch black
I got 2 more 'nites is you wit' that
Fuck it let's go, when we pop out Lil' Moe
Drop the top part of the 'Dro
Later on I'm
to the wash spot
They shine my shit up real glossy
Suckers starin but my shit jumps like kriss kross g
So fuck what ya heard cause my trey does flips
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
No More Stressin
Hook Intro [Trey Haitian]
I will ride for my niggas mane what whatever we gone do
I will die for my niggas mane whatever we go
the nigga that's pullin' the trigger and dumpin' the hollow points in your brain
More bigger balls than RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball
We bust that ass up
Chevy's
Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four, seven-five
M-I-A-M-I till I die, 3-0-5!
Candy paint and leather, they don't fuck wit nothing but dubs
fake it for me (fake it)
I wish I can make you love me more
You can't tell I fucks wit' you I needed you (needed you)
I thought that you understood
fatal
you Kane I'm Abel
Nigga you know we checkin' quotas and dollars
nigga you no the pecking order we follow
sayin' that we got
fatal
you Kane I'm Abel
Nigga you know we checkin' quotas and dollars
nigga you no the pecking order we follow
sayin' that we got
safe I flipped and hit â??em wit more shit
Chorus 2X:
Teflon:
Introducin' the best kept secret
It's no sweet shit I
vacate fast and
Get the fuck outta dodge 'fore that blue dodge flashin'
Red and blue lights, no ambulance, you got flattened
And this was not supposed
the heat toted
And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded
Straight quoted in nine-trey, by the dime
Now we connected
He said, "Mack, when you westsidin`
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured
beef wit one time-S.O.S.
When you standin on the front line-S.O.S.
Niggas wanna steal your sunshine-S.O.S.
When it comes time to do or die-S.O.S.
For
fucking does it
I fuck Hillary Duff make it
Cheaper by the dozen
I don't mean to quote Drake, but I pop Rosé
Trey Songz ain't long I'm
The mortherfucking
Buck-buck-buck-buck, but no more, thanks to me
You got somethin' you can flip on the other tip
As you get lost in the smooth rhymes I rip
Years and years my peers
Pnb, Pop Smoke don't give no fucks
Nigga check the score board, bitch 'cause we up
I threw a opp back in the air in my McLaren (woo)
I put eight
We more infamous, crime shit, take it to the gat
Fuck the rhyme shit, you reminded of what the nine did
Remanded, QBC, then left stranded
We cock
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