Lyrics:
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
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,
found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD
Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
Rain
Ville make the hall of fame, nahmsayin
Så jeg tok en tur til Hollywood sekken
Full av dreams
Skulle make the big screen, by any means
Så jeg
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
two times
And young nigga, keep coastin'
Turn on the DVD and watch myself on TV
It's killings after killings but they don't know it's me
It's lil'
Bitch, I spit that Eazy-E, face to face, Smack DVD
I don't got no time for hanging out and all that E-T-C
Just cut the check, C-T-C, Godbody my physique
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
Tryin' to be loved
I'm 30 mill and a fan club
What you got signed for
I spent on some rugs
DVD's and TV's and that's just in the car
Borderline genius
mind?
Afican boy ya know I'm big in Mozambique
Hello, my friend, yes it's me
Hello, my friend
Hello, my friend
Yes it's me
4 by 3, 3 by 3
Buy one
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
on pout with the 5th on lean
Trill dvd playin' on my screen sittin' on cream
man you know what I mean
[Chorus]
Now if I catch you at the light (i
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
dream
Płyta na wysokim tonie
Już chyba nie zdziwi ich
Ale to wisi mi, ty już nie kminisz nic
Oglądam DVD, lubię z nią sypać lean
Jebać twojego typa ty,
in pubs
Tryin' to be loved
I'm 30 mill and a fan club
What you got signed for
I spent on some rugs
DVD's and TV's and that's just in the car
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
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue and yelling 'cause
(Whats up? 'Cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose
take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
Watchin' the latest DVD's with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
You hear them
(not loud)Here I go drivin'by your house might as well throw some rocks at your window
(gets louder)Yeh... But you don't
to seem care, or maybe
Yeah, On the last few days of L.A. I got taken into, um, this guys house
And he was sponsored by an alcohol company, quite a few actually
And uh,
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
her
And drive by the projects while a nigger hollar
I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty
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