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[Trae] You see me on the block every T I roll off The trunk raise up and everything else fall off Slabs is automatic if the South get called off The top raise up and the 4's will crawl out And I use to be a broke nigga stacked up Now I gotta watch out for the roach niggas 24's close Fuck timid and I blow nigga, anything less than ten G's a joke Come to the H I can show you who the king of the streets is Trae, I can show you who king of the beats is I can show you niggas what a hundred G's is A.B.N. gang might leave a nigga teethless Nigga never heard now I'm all up in they face Like a bad yellow bitch I'll be all up in her waist Hit her with the mule now I got her all up in a brace So sick with the game that it should of been a case And my chain hang low ice fed when I strut 20 G's plus still capping on sluts J's laced up when I'm slipping on cuts And I never been a hoe so they know I got nuts Pass me the ball I'ma run it for the team Fuck respect nigga I'ma run it for the green Cop the new whip candy black looking clean Tilt the do's up hopping out Sean jeans Loc's on my face two straps on my hip Blood on my right to my left is a Crip Plus I got shit that'll make a nigga flip If I get a attitude Assholed finna trip They fucking with the dub but the hood got love Riding for the truth till they put him in the mud Any other way I'll be coming with a slug H-Town motherfucker I'll show you what it was [Boss] I'm a motherfucking fool when I pull up on a switch Game never lame when I pull up on a bitch Mouthpiece got 'em sick Hard dick and bubblegum is all that a chickenhead bitch gon get Can't fuck with my ends if I get rich Don't scratch up my Benz blue lens with Lorenz Niggas don't like when the end sit low And I pop up on three with a mouth full of chips I'm your girl's best friend Call a nigga with my name falling round town for knocking these hoes down All up in my hoe see I beat my do's down From state to state breaking the plate on 4's now You see how the H ride bumper kit Break a smoke on my 3's I'ma stomp a bitch Got hoopers on my side that'll jump a bitch Six foot Zip-Lock sack lunch a bitch If Boss don't bang right go on tell me bitch I'ma load up a clip right punching bitch I see niggas in the streets wanna act like they G's Bang like I'm at home when I'm sailing the seven seas True niggas in my zone but I'm trying to get rid of fleas If you in 5200 don't fuck with me please I'ma stack up some cash and pain for real When you see me banging a bad bitch out of Brazil Trying the product on a mill with a drank that sit still Cut Khakis Chucks with my laces on still Check out the tats bitch check out the grill 2 double 0-6 bitch check out the deal I'ma make a bitch made nigga stretch out for real Like a Sunkist niggas get peeled for the scrill You niggas is hoes I'ma call you a tip drill A.B.N. gang never less than a mill
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