I found 'em I'm a real nigga, stand still nigga I cut ya face, have ya looking like Seal nigga Then I pull ya card, then I deal wit'cha Gamble wit'cha
's go I know what it is) I gotta shout my n****z in Houston (Ay Trae what up) That ride old schools and they system is screwin' (Hey Bun B) I'm from
yep, yep (x4) Verse 1 (Trae) I'ma swang I'm a swanger slab lean to the left Pop my trunk and show what I'm about so Houston, Texas gotta be felt I'm
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
dykes, in a menage tois Lyrically, I can't be stopped Niggas can't see me, even if I was 3-D I told you once, and I'ma say it out again S-L-A-B,
from Texas and a Screw head when I wrote this Verse I swear I thought of you another clique should've came behind us we already showed what working hard would do
When I'm in too deep I don't believe my shit stank No if's, and's, or cant's to get back to my old rank Can I turn into a robber Cock back revolver Takin what
I'm in the groove, I can freak a tune, I'm smoother than alopecia skin I shows out, like dope when I put that flow down Like soap when I put my clothes
gotta hustle baby ("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - Jay-Z) You can't knock the hustle ba-by [Cassidy (Mary J.)] I stay with the trae pound, I
at me What up Brandy, what up G-man Yeah! See the plan is to get to the grands, and you know that's what I do best man so I'm back at it You already know
with a pen I'll get my victory win, I show it happened again Because I'm back (haha, I'm back) That's right I'm back (cheah) (Chamillitary mayne) [sounds
ain't ridin (naw), not with me Cause I feelin mellow on choppin Spree's (haha) [Verse 16 - Chamillionaire - imitating Paul Wall] What it do, what it do
drunk while I hit it on the sink In the kitchen and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed sink You can lock the lock, I'm fin to rock the twat I'm
Getting drunk, while I hit it on the sink In the kitchen and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed sink You can lock the lock, I
, You know what I am talkin' 'bout?? DJ Screw, Fat Pat, all the fallen soliders everybody we love, You know what I am talkin' 'bout?? This is what I do I
what do you get ? ... by any means necessary when we come through you either let us in or we break through and this ain't hitman, we don't do kung fu but we do
I treat you good because you know I'm rich I was in the ghetto, had nothin' Sold a lot of records and grabbed somethin? Now, I go and do movies in L
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