lirik lagu trae – duece’s & trae’s
[young buck:]
yeah man
i’m so, i’m so texas right now man
[hook samples “3 kings” of bun b verse:]
dueces and ya traes
throw up… throw up… throw up-throw up ya dueces and ya traes
throw up… throw-throw up… throw up-throw up ya dueces and ya traes
throw up… throw up… throw up throw up throw up ya dueces and ya traes
dueces and ya traes, dueces-dueces and ya traes
if ya miss pimp c, throw up ya dueces and ya traes
[trae:]
they say now the city is back it’s something strange
starch post sitting caught under something ya couldn’t name
dranking off inside the range seats same color cocaine
with a chopper who understanding it’s nothing something insane
picture this whip flipping gl-ss imitating aerobics
panel rally roof this b-tch in the back of me claustrophobic
n-gg-s p-ssy in my book tell em that was already noted
the crown is mine and sign the houston the city already wrote it
i’m gladder than a jungle where other n-gg-s get nervous
designated in sewers where cellular’s don’t get service
thankin house of where smokers the only place you can purchase
and such a put in the trap where the workers see through the service packs
was never social all i know is my pen and my pad
i’m on the phone with momma c reminiscing too chad
these n-gg-s never get the picture they vision is bad
n-gg- the truth is here only the [?] can question ya had
[talks over hook: young buck]
trae what it do big homie?
y’all know how this go right
real recognize real mayne
[laughs]
the truth hurr!
but the real shall live in the…
brother from another mother
and what that mean if you don’t stand for sumthin then you goin fall for anything
as i walk in these stars jean
pop my trunk to make they cars lean
the hood got bissar things like rated-r screens
so my parental adviser into the youth is the truth
and back it up with proof
don’t n-body know what’s happening till it’s happening to you
now they askin you what’s happening cause it’s happening to them too
since pimp gone ain’t too many n-gg-s ridin’ but i’m drivin’ way park
i got bun in the p-ssenger trae let’s pull up in they yard
i’m not askin for sp-ce b-tches i’m a go hard
now when your sw-ngers stick out far they’ll help you bo-gar
dueces and traes, twist ya fingaz throw em up to god
watch this cashville n-gg- as i lead the four stars
yeah you see me oil spill n-gg-s, bp
i got texas ways put dueces and ya traes
yeah
[hook]
[big pokey:]
throw them dueces up and the traes too
hold them duece-dueces up and them k’s too
i don’t play fool all this cash i’m stackin’
-ssualt rifled up b-tch like i’m mad iraq
they say if a n-gg- fall on ya he’ll roll on ya
you blessed and try’na progress he’ll prolong ya
best thang for a hater keep him out my reach
cause sensei he’ll fade a n-gg- like a bottle of bleach
scott block in this b-tch and it’s on and poppin’
straight drop in this b-tch n-gg- zones is lockin’
my banger is black, the swaggers are turning
if i catch him playin games this banger will burn him
yeah i’m hard on a chick, i mash on em
in this spurg gettin head countin cash on em
crock-woollier till the winter yet we play to win
mob style cashville n-gg- abn
[hook]
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- lirik lagu trae – how ya like me now
- lirik lagu tony yayo – art of war
- lirik lagu trae – special
- lirik lagu tony yayo – tattoo
- lirik lagu tony yayo – 410 revolver
- lirik lagu roots manuva – cornmeal dumpling
- lirik lagu def manic – how can i
- lirik lagu tony yayo – it’s on
- lirik lagu tony yayo – bloody xmas
- lirik lagu dies ater – a mourner’s dream