lirik lagu a.t trice - 3.10.15
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3.10.15 a.t yeah yeah
yeah i keep them crackas on me yeah all my pockets they full
all my n~ggas stay scr~pped you can see that we paid an full
we pull up we pickup them bags yeah i gotta make that jug
yeah
we ain’t no industry no we just some in the street n~ggas
better be cautious how you move around me
playing round here it ain’t safe
young an wilding money steady piling
we gone stash it all in the safe
front row when it come to violence all my hitters they gone get a plate
spaulding on em legend number 8 bag it up an watchem fade away
lord please forgive me for being a sinner im bout my paper just call me printer
yeah im a go getter like jeezy an kelly yeah we rockin jordans
an you rock perry ellis
just know that im on ain’t no stoppin me dog
be bout ya word ain’t no callin it off
snakes in the grass im cuttin them off you ain’t no boss tell you takin a lost
im a fighting survivor just look in my eyes yeah it hurt to my heart when my grandmother died
its a cold world ain’t no feelings inside hope you ready to die like im ready to die
it ain’t no pressure it is what it is know that you mad you can’t live how i live
know i’m gone stand for some while i’m here
messing around get you dropped like a deer
yeah yeah
all this money on me yeah
all this drip on me yeah
you n~ggas ain’t built like me no
you n~ggas ain’t built like me ye
getting slerp with the top let back make ya b~tch bussit open on me
just know that im fly like im gucci an bruno
pockets on fat yeah they swole like a sumo
all of them whose yeah i gotta f~ck one
all of them n~ggas yeah i gotta fight one
str8 out the slumb better have you gun cause they slangin that iron an they do it for fun
i know some n~ggas who still on the run
i know some b~tches who still on the run
praying that one day a good thing a come but its heart ache an pain when you come where i’m from yeah
yeah i keep them crackas on me yeah all my pockets they full
all my n~ggas stay scr~pped you can see that we paid an full
we pull up we pickup them bags yeah i gotta make that jug
yeah
we ain’t no industry no we just some in the street n~ggas
better be cautious how you move around me
playing round here it ain’t safe
young an wilding money steady piling
we gone stash it all in the safe
front row when it come to violence all my hitters they gone get a plate
spaulding on em legend number 8 bag it up an watchem fade away
oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah
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