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"Trae"
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"Trae"
"Trae"
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Stay Out My Way
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Trae
жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Same Thing Different Day
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Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all Been waiting on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm sayingAll my partnas, all your dead partnas But shit I still feel stress, still gotta get something Off my chest, while these hoe niggaz be doing What they be doing, I don't know though, shit fuck it We gon stay two deep in a fo' do''Slow Loud And Bangin'', all in my trunk Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk I blow on skunk, I blow on doja Military minded, I'm a motherfucking soldierOut the streets of the Ridgemont 4 Not no bitch and say I still ain't a hoe Letting niggaz know, everyday of the year I pimp my pen and I get my point clearWhy niggaz wanna talk down? I don't know Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the 4 With my 4-4 on my side, when I ride Ready to do another homicide, in a pine boxAnd I'm gone, nigga old glory I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry If I do a murder, flee the murder scene No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no leanFrom Southwest to Southfese Bitch it's about war not bout peace Nigga like me, I'm 'bout knocking out teeth Know I'm saying, I'll loose your grill A nigga coming down, in the Coupe DevilleLooking gravy, looking real throwed I'ma be the nigga, pulling over at the fucking cross road With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicideMe and another nigga, on the way to the Golden Gate A nigga like me, can't wait Just to make it, to another day Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my wayWhen I come around your corner, so slow It'll be the nigga, in the damn Polo That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't barring Why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreignSaid it like I said it, in the old school Some niggaz they be red, but Z-Ro blue I come around your corner but I ain't set tripping But I will, wet niggaz and wet womenWith the calico, I had to let a motherfucker know That I come around your corner, in a Lincoln four do' A fox photo 'cause I do it in a flash Nigga watch out 'cause that could be your assI rhyme so long, rhyme so strong I flicks my bar, sip then I swoll on Get on, the motherfucking bench And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fenceThey wonder where I went, they keep looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye but I don't need spinachI'ma keep going, I keep on flowing just like the Nile Million dolla mouthpiece, everytime I smile Look and load a, nigga ashtray Everytime he smile, he can turn the night to dayYou can open up the pop and let the smoke come out We don't give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop Crooked officer, crooked officer Make a nigga wanna blow the badge, off of yaMe and Dougie, my motherfucking brother R.I.P., to my motherfucking mother That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew There's ten toes planted in my motherfucking shoeI gotta be a man, hope you understand There's nothing but the work and the calico in my hand On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a fiend A real live B-Boy and you know what I meanI be stacking up chips, like Lego Dark on a pump, just like Calvin Kato Houston to the Rocket, a four-peat like comets I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga make him vomitOn the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound I be flying on a plane but the dope is on the ground Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria but I ain't finished yetI gotta make a hoe I to 10, I sin, then I do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking Benz Got these hoes running 'round in a friendse I be busting full clips, till they empty A piece of potent pussy, might tempt meRain is trying to send me to the Penitentiary The main reason why, I ain't friendly I'm wired up but I ain't on no damn slaughter Dejaun in the back and he got the camcorderRecording everything, the 4's gon swang Still pulling up on Fondren and the Main Looking lovely, got to look good I throw up Ridgemont 4 'cause that's my hoodNever been a hoe, I'm letting hoes know I gotta get a fucking P L A T but first a G O L D, a motherfucking plack I keep it straight and simple like that Hit a bitch from the back and I use my motherfucking tool Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule
Это интересно:Trae (настоящее имя Frasier Thompson III) родился 5 марта, 1981 г., в Хьюстоне, штат Техас. Состоит (состоял) в коллективах Asshole By Nature, Guerila Maab, Screwed Up Click.Trae, исполнитель с потрясающим флоу, иногда кажется, что по-скорости ему нет равных, но в то же время Trae обладает довольно неплохим вокалом, разбавляя свои треки мелодичным пением. Он никогда не был "фальшивым", его лирика наполнена жизненным опытом,... продолжение
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