motherfuckers I don't know what to do with you beat up ass broke motherfuckers see us in the streets...... [Verse 1: Boss] What can I do to get these
Prevod: Trae. Kaj lahko storim.
Prevod: Trae. Kaj lahko storim (feat. Boss).
[Verse 1 - Trae] They like "Trae, where you been?", niggas actin like I ran away Hear not, bitch I'm still the king, check the resume Asshole til they
than a mother ship louie in my 7 trae gucci in my other shit gucci pass the other day 30 rounds then ima hittem i can make a hummer flip i can make
was Trae And I don't gangbang, I patrol the game And what I'm representing here is putting holes in brains Before I say the same thing I'll be old and
' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey Traelo pa' tras, trae trealo pa' tras, hey The following is not a test, DJ! I
tell em what I think about the way he lives I done a little dirt of my own and I won't throw stones so I get back what I give reach for the two homeboy
down i only fuck wit my circle. Only my crew, this what i do. Whats up Screw You, i still love you. Its the young don, i do it for my son. Money by the
I'm drownin I know I can swim, but feel like I keep sinkin down in these waters and I cain't breathe, I feel like I'm gon' blow it I can see people
hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo' do' And ain
been homicides I done seen so many murders since the day my momma died I ain't lyin, will I remit, will I survive, can I breathe? Cause I don't see
niggaz better get it straight [Hook - 4x] [Trae] These niggaz ain't real, I'ma show 'em the definition Reputation of a asshole by nature, the truth is what niggaz missing I
my hood i couldn't snitch, shit i was saved unless i was willing to pay that's why i wasn't willing to stay i could do bad by myself i ain't even have
the hood like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it Cause I got love for my real niggaz and I got extra chips to do it Look I used to reap a lot of shit
s him again Season side the dooly classify as amfibian Think that you can handle what I got, t hen come get in then [Singing:] I'm ridin good grippin
Talking] Uh huh, Friend of the People!! Yeahh, I mean c'mon. What the FUCK do I gotta do? This one for the fans here Jack. [Lupe: Chorus] I think I'm
