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(Hook) |
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Don, Ro and Trae |
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Taking over the rap game, and collecting our change everyday |
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Serious and we don't play, these hoes know we got wind of that hoe |
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But still ************* with us anyway |
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Don Ro and Trae fully loaded with automatics |
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************* we tripping, when coming your way |
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Watch what you say, cause ******g with the Screwed Up Click |
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You'll get hit and we'll make it, to be on your way |
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(Trae) |
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It's automatic these *************z don't want no problems, when I'm flossing in a boss and mine |
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************* I've been the truth around this mother******, mouthpiece been ahead of my time |
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Catch me dropping the top, slide the clip in and ******* my glock |
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Ain't no love for these hating *************z, better get your mind right 'fore some'ing get popped |
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Back to the fact I'm lethal on these streets, whether my pen or my reputation |
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Some cats, ain't even worth the conversation |
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All of this misrepresentation, finna get put to a end |
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Y'all had y'all run for the time gone, it just got put to a end |
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I know I'm *******y, but I clearly remember mother******s wasn't feeling Trae |
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But they knew, I wasn't too far around the way |
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Pissed em off, when I pulled up inside that platinum Chevrolet |
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With a bunch of Hoovers and Bloods, final destination where I stay |
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On F-O-N-D-R-E-N, all the way back to the Leaf |
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Mo City, Hiram-Clarke, South Park my *************z vouching for me |
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They know everytime I spit, I spit like it's the last that I'm breathing |
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With the three of us in this *************, I hope you have a wonderful evening ************* |
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(Hook) |
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(Z-Ro) |
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When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is roll me up one |
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And prepare myself to deal with ************* *************z, in case I have to touch one |
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It don't matter cause I love war, from where the prostitutes and the drugs are |
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************* with me or my kinfolk Trae, your face is where my slugs are |
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I'm an asshole by nature, until my casket is closed |
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But in the meanwhile, I'ma represent and let my plastic explode |
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And Houston Texas it been crazy lately, everybody been getting bumped off |
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Maybe that's the reason, I'm never without the gun or the sawed off |
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Don't approach me too quickly, cause I'm paranoid |
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************* around and squeeze the trigga *************, all opposition must be destroyed |
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I'm a gangsta plus a soldier, ************* *************z off when I'm on sober |
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************* all these rap *************z cause I'm colder, like a pair of britches I will fold ya |
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Call me the cleanest, cause I'm about to wash all y'all fellas |
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Making a mother****** come clean, by bringing a ************* out of all y'all fellas |
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Even got *************z firing charges, cause I got they ass beat up |
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But even through the madness, I relax and keep my feet up |
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(Hook) |
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(Lil' Keke) |
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I'm one of the coldest lyricists, that this city done ever seen |
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Naturally getting mean, I punish my sixteen |
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*************z gut check, *************z be talking who I recruited |
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8100 block, in the hood I'm undisputed |
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Me and Trae you ain't know, the Don plus Z-Ro |
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S.U.C. in the building, we shooting they hit the flo' |
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*************z stop that, know damn well that I can top that |
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Ten G's mic and a stage, and I'll rock that |
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Back crunk, streets are fiending and missing me |
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Cause it's one love, know that I murder for C.M.G |
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You *************z ************* riding, bumping your gums it's killing me |
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Cause I'm top dog, fake ass *************z you feeling me |
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Get your heart right, we riding and busting it ain't nothing |
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Letting the top peel back, from the push of a button |
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It's A.B.N.-Rap-A-Lot, *************z don't want none |
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C.M.G. Teflon, Lil' Keke the Icon hey |
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(Hook) |
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(*talking*) |
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Check it out man, C.M.G |
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My mother******g click, Custom Made Gangsterz |
