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lirik lagu trenchbaby – done it all (freestyle)

[intro: polo g]
gang
ayy man, look man, i’m tooturnt gang, man
y’all already knew that though, on foenem
what the f~ck

[verse 1: polo g]
i’m from tim block, we don’t d~ck ride, took a few l’s, we can’t let sh~t slide
glock gon’ work, don’t care about his side, i ain’t just losin’ my top, i been fried
in the trap spot, where your b~tch hide, finally caught one opp, he should’ve been died
i’m from one block, i don’t switch sides, to survive, i could give you a quick guide
better duck when this four~fifth rise, he ain’t with us see the b~tch in his eyes
just us on the forefront, run on big guys, run up on us, i don’t think that sh~t wise
i’m the one that went platinum three times in the trenches, that’s why i’m the top in the ‘raq
early mornings, yeah, i had to grind to go get it, was checkin’ the profit from crack
i’m surrounded by shooters and k!llers, everytime that i hop in the ‘lac
since a youngin’ knew i was that n~gga, that ain’t him so it’s prolly an act
wooski will make sh~t scary, just one deep
we put the belt on your sh~t like your auntie
you think i’m cappin’, well, lil’ n~gga, come see
they undercover like 21 jump street
i’m recording the bros, they noddin’ off lean, they gon’ try to play like they want sleep
i took off in a race like lightning mcqueen, still let off the k, let my gun speak
who the f~ck want smoke with us? go to war, bl!cks loadin’ up
and my lil’ n~ggas trained to k!ll, so their hearts been cold as f~ck
they been goin’ through pain for real, catch a opp’, they know wassup
we’ll leave his lil’ ass by his trainin’ wheels, tryna hop in this sh~t, you ain’t old enough (ha~ha, ha~ha, uh)
[bridge: trench baby]
big brother, you tweakin’ on this b~tch (uh)
but you know how we do it though
i’ma go and get they ass one time
come here, where you going?
b~tch
uh, uh

[verse 2: trench baby]
park the v, bounce out, the first n~gga i catch i’ma make him a pack (where you going?)
old dude ‘posed to be y’all breadwinner, how you let his dumbass get whacked? (like what?)
wooski on x in the back of the ‘lac (no bap), roc tryna ride and he screaming it’s that (where you going?)
reach for a diamond, trench gon’ up it and then bust it, then get a f~ck n~gga right back (grrah)
walking sh~t down, my favorite sport (like what?), f~ck the opps, show no remorse (no bap)
die 5, we cracking the forks, if lil’ n~gga playing, we lightin’ a torch (where you going?)
we wet sh~t up like drench it, uh, turmoil out of that blitz (no bap)
i’m steady hoping he die with his lil’ mans, spin back and grant em his wish
lil’ trench known for walkin’ sh~t down (like what?), we wet ’em up and then watch ’em drown (no bap)
brand new choppa, i’m loving the sound (like what?), hunnid round drum, unlimited rounds (where you going?)
he felt the switch and went turnin to god, his soul was lost, and now that sh~t found (no bap)
told ms. nancy, i’m sorry for waking the neighbors but this d~mn drac’ too loud (like what? like what?)

[verse 3: polo g]
n~gga, all my bags heavy, i’m gettin’ money
come try to roll up on us while i’m holdin’ this mag, steady you must be a dummy
got like a hundred on us, all my guys ready, wrap sh~t like a mummy
i don’t be givin’ no f~ck, i heard he died, i’m petty, i think that it’s funny, uh
this real life, i ain’t cappin’ on pro tools
renegade, we don’t f~ck with them old dudes
man these n~ggas be movin’ like hoes
mac or the glock, i’ll let my lil’ bro choose
i was pushin’ the pack by my old school
had the sh~t for the low, like whole foods
in this sh~t i could prolly be gone soon
mine or yours in the street, them cold rules
[outro: trench baby]
uh, n~gga where your shooters at? (like what?)
uh, n~gga where your shooters at? (grrah)
uh, n~gga where your shooters at? (where they at? n~gga)
ayy cap, man, where the f~ck his shooters at? (where they at? n~gga)

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