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lirik lagu trae tha truth – 1 up

(hook)
i’m 1 up, p-ssy n-gg- run up
play me for a hoe and i’mma pull up with a gun up
b-tch you see the team, got me lookin like the sun up
on that old fly will get a n-gg- done up
believe that i’m 1 up, i’m 1 up
i’m 1 up, i’m 1 up
i’m 1 up, i’m 1 up
i’m 1 up, i’m 1 up

(verse)
h town, money gang, n-gg- ain’t sh-t slow
got the hood trippin, truck sounded like a kick throw
hustle gang everything, tell them n-gg-s get though
young tom, posted at the scale tryna get blow
n-gg- f-ck the crib, i hit the lot and let a b-tch know
4 hoes ain’t enough, tell em get 6 mo
strap it up, let a b-tch ride it like a 6-4
when i’m done send em to they whippin to them get go
then i’m back mobbing through the city like a black ghost
first jack, i’m thinkin i’m dinner, i keep black toast
young truth never seek a cheese, no lactose
jump out on a hater front step, hit him neck close

(verse)
i’m 1 yup, on the block from sundown to sun up
mobbing through the city, i would never put my gun up
chalupa on truck loads, yelling out f-ck hoes
got a b-tch naked in the club like f-ck clothes
these n-gg-s f-cked around and woke the beast up
back to the pony tails, kakis and cree stuff
hgc til the whole world freeze up
hand out the window while i’m throwin my c’s up
chyeah, blaze my motherf-ckin weed up
f-ck the police til them hoes lift d’s up
i’m on one, 7.62’s penetrate
p-ss me off at the wrong time, i demonstrate

(verse)
i wake up, bake up, gotta get my cake up
p-ssy feel good, look great without no make up
real n-gg- here, not a faker
i hate yall, a boss n-gg- certified playa
n-gg-s want beef? give it to em like a waiter
shawty want the wood so you know i had to steak er
treat er like a maker, get a room, treat it like jamaica
just one time treat it like a favor, the vit’s on me
you gotta smoke? i got a couple zips on me
got diamonds on but i be doing sh-t low key
don’t gotta make the car, my n-gg-s rippin sh-ts
‘cus real n-gg-s don’t slip b-tch

(verse)
i’m 1 up, out here, still tryna come up
first you feel the burning sensation then you numb up
act like you tryin to hang and get hung up
soon as you bang bang charges, get run up
bring a n-gg- right to the register, get him rung up
used to go see my connect and pick a turn up
quickest way to get some respect – pick a gun up
and just start shootin whoever you in front of
top 5, dead or alive, i’m just one of
one shot dead, one life, you get one love
all that old fly sh-t will get a n-gg- done up
score board cleanin shows that i’m one of

- lirik lagu trae tha truth

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