, bout to bust on you niggaz Load the clip finna trip when I'm rushing you niggaz, had enough of you niggaz) [Mack Biggers] I done had enough of you
bout to bust on you niggaz Load the clip finna trip when I'm rushing you niggaz, had enough of you niggaz) [Mack Biggers] I done had enough of you fake
If I ever had this I never took the time to meet her So I feel a frown across my face the only way to greet her In the process of bein' Trae I missed
. Ya know, these niggas out here out makin love, haha. Check it out. Get off ya nigga, go get ya money. If you stand in line long enough you gon get
might be a detective, so I don't wanna kick it Even though I don't rob banks or sell street rocks I still be callin collect to Trae to say, come bail
Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for playin games with us Mad cause we in a big house, driveway look like a car lot Since we young and black that's enough
Hawk (Trae))) Flippin' with Trae Flippin' with Trae Flippin' with Trae Flippin' with Trae Fl-fl-Flippin' with Trae Flippin' with Trae Flippin' with Trae Flippin' with Trae
told that Pimp was gone, my reply was "I don't get it" And I'm still havin trouble believin it happened the way they said it Had to cut some partners
you never but tonight I'll spend some chedda on it When I hit ya town Just make sure ya hit me up The other night she told me that she couldn't get enough
, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no) You got Viagra for bullets, act like your anxious to butt But you ain't gangsta enough, respect my paper I'm tellin
my business, so, give me my cash or give me my check See I can vividly remember me and Trae on the block Even more then hustlin', sometimes we had to
'm 'bout my business so give me my cash or give me my check see I can biblically remember me and Trae on the block even more then hustlin'sometimes we had
while keepin it under cover the keep the laws from guessin who did it and what had cause gangsta's don't make a scene bitch niggaz public sizin and end up with ten or fifteen [Verse 2 - Trae
breath at all [Chorus: H.A.W.K.] [Verse 2: Trae] Nobody can tell you bout pain - the way I can tell you bout pain Watchin ya partna family suffer's enough
Trae Tha Truth Show [Trae:] They try to tell me bout the shit, I'm feeling now-a-days Being real is all I know, anything else might be enough to get
(feat. Trae & Slim Thug) [Chamillionaire:] My life My life, really feelin hard times Lookin out my window, holdin my weapon like Malcolm X and And it
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no) You got Viagra for bullets, act like your anxious to butt But you ain't gangsta enough, respect my paper
