Tr3nches (feat. 3Block No Face, 3Block Boogs & Zevani)

Oooooo Oooo Love We Play Dream blind You and I niin Niggas thought I was dead, but not shit I'm the one walkin' around this bitch with a heavy check Bang roll in my right pocket, that pistol in my left Get to trippin' when I walk in the club, know I'ma make a mess Love that one shit, I'ma vent Niggo medals round my neck, I'm pullin' up, bitch, give me sex Brush my teeth when I hop off the bed and go stop in the mix Wanna slide like every night, but blood tellin' me relax Turn this shit up to the max Niggas ain't havin' no motion, I know niggas' pockets tapped Won't catch me hangin' around them niggas, I know all them niggas capped Tell my life when I hop on the beat, you know I'm spittin' facts I hear a beat and I make a hit, sit back and hear it slap I keep seekin' revenge, it got me feelin' cursed I don't need no nigga, I put in my own work Start poppin' shrooms, it change my attitude, make me start feelin' worse Tell them niggas, let's start a war unless you Niggas go out in these streets, money all I need Sorry, mama, I don't listen, baby You know we from the trenches, baby Spin it, block it, spin again, go crazy Niggas go out in these streets, money all I need Sorry, mama, I don't listen, baby You know we from the trenches, baby Spin it, block it, spin again, go crazy I be gettin' high by myself like I'm a loner I been winnin' lately, but took so much loss To chop a soldier, put that three-shit on my shoulder Gotta get rich before I'm older, I'm a thug Plus nigga, I rock while I sell and I'm a stoner Hit that block with all them glory, so he don't die, he in the coma Got a bitch, but bitches dick-tuck, I put my lil' brothers on him When I go to sleep, I dream about them M's, you know I want them Wake up, get straight to that money, send chop, your account is gone Smurf, B.O.T., where that dope at Soon as we touch, be tryin' to go back Watch how many niggas go out, but no, I can't never go that I get racks, I get dressed every day like I can't post a throwback Every song I say for T-Ray, I can't wait to get lil' bro back You know I be havin' motion, shit get weird, I gotta roll back You know red-red, that's lil' baby bro You play with gang, you smoke that, I be hopin' I don't get cash You know the dead-ass niggas smoke that I be ridin' around with G-Man, got a boat plugged in, we growin Niggas go out in these streets, money all I need Sorry, mama, I don't listen, baby You know we from the trenches, baby Spin it, block it, spin again, go crazy Niggas go out in these streets, money all I need Sorry, mama, I don't listen, baby You know we from the trenches, baby Spin it, block it, spin again, go crazy Yeah, every day I go get bands, don't need no throwback All exotics, no, we blow that, drop the prices, ain't no rollback Tell the friends I'm fresh as fuck, if they take pictures, get a Kodak Every day, it ain't no lackin' before I leave, I wear my Polack Lil' nigga, where your hood at? You can't go back We them niggas, bitches know that, see me out, you know they on it Get in my feelings, but them perkies keep me lifted like a flowjack Drop a four and then go get straight to the money like we're bro-ack All my niggas, we got motion, bitches know just where the cho at After scat, I might come rolex, after that, we'll get your hoe back Tryna run me up a M, no, I wake up like we're the pros at Hit my bitch, then grab a A, Fiat or Ops, I'm bout to roll that Brody pull off on the hook, he know I'm with it, I can't go back In the club, my niggas trippin', tell the DJ, play my song back Get your bitch, you know she on that, make a movie, where my phone at Got her open like a book, I'm tryna see just where it's at It get quiet in these streets, money all I need Sorry, mama, I don't listen, baby You know we from the trenches, baby Spin it, block it, spin again, go crazy It get quiet in these streets, money all I need Sorry, mama, I don't listen, baby You know we from the trenches, baby Spin it, block it, spin again, go crazy