(*talking*) Screwzoo, what's the deal baby Lil' Trae up in here, putting it down Trying to hold it down, know I'm saying Everybody out here, still representing to the fullest You know I'ma hold it down fa sho Aint no mo' being sad, we gon put it in they face Again and again, just like you say know I'm saying We gon smile fa sho [Trae] Sitting low behind tints, swanging to Southwest I got a tech to the chest, penetrating the plex And if a nigga don't know, we Down South thugs In the Dirty Third, that's going off like slugs Beating the boulevard, and swanging in throwed cars And talking on cellulars, three plus two broads With a bad broad, shotgun up in the frame You know Guerilla Maab thugs, be down to pull stunts On the first of the month, popped up like trunks And when a nigga showing off, we pump up punks Fin to dump, showing a nigga Lil' Trae don't play Blue over grey with a K, fin to make your day Breaking the mic, since my reputwa Like niggas at Cornbread's, sipping the bar Like Roy Jones, when he be breaking a jaw Like two 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, be raw pimping a pen In the wind for the divid-ends, and a big body Benz With the bubble lens, moving it down I-10 Taking a spin, a Cardier with the blue lens On my grind, steady stacking all of my ends I'm moving slow, turning everybody head So you know I'm thoed, I'm fin to pop my do's On glass 4's fin to pop my trunk, with a lot of glow I got a lot of flow, and a lot of thugs From the Southeast side to the block, I put All of my ghetto motherfuckers, steady showing love Throwing a deuce in the air, when they feeling us I know you feeling us [Hook - 2x] On the Southside Candy sprayed, looking so live 84's and vogues, we glide Screwzoo, you know we holding it down [Trae] Niggas ain't ready, for what we do When I'm in my drop, or in the hoodo Pull up on the block, with grey on the blue With four 18's, and banging Screw I don't give a damn, if y'all hate me When it come to rap, y'all can't fade me A lot of y'all niggas, know who we be I'ma tell you once, you better let me be In the zone, cause I'm thoed off Niggas wanna think, that I fell off But I gotta stay four steps, ahead of y'all So when I feel plex, I'ma haul em off 3-65, I gotta watch my back Every song that I'm on, I bring hats Gotta hell of a stop, making niggas squash the chat I done proved my points, so you better back back From Guerilla Maab 3D-2 Paid my dues, I'm in a store near you Staying true, when I'm thinking about Screw Everyday, I'ma always loving you Mayn, I know it just don't stop 84's and tipping slow, on chops Lose the cops, I got a trunk on knock Please believe, Trae headed to the top [Hook - 2x] [Trae] Living down in H-Town, I gotta do my thang I'm on the grind full time, holding down my name S.U.C. affiliated, niggas hate it And I'm still on point, when I'm gripping the grain I put it all in your face, when I stay on the paper chase And niggas wanna plex, cause I'm ahead of the race Better hold that down, cause I'm a real nigga Educated in the streets, so I'm clicked up with killas Dougo, Rocko, Jay'Ton and By-Bo In the air like hydro, they know We so toed, kicking down the do' And like the Z-Ro say, I'm thinking you better let it go Pulling up in the wide body fo' do', with the missing top So the hoes'll bop, roll stop and drop, you know I cock the glock And for the P-A-T, you know we still body rock In the Coupe or foreign car, slabbed out Screens on glow, coming out the stash spot Soldiers that's united for the cash, a lot And for the love of Screw you, I'm riding on knot That's everyday, and I'm loving it mayn Ain't shit changed, I gotta go get it Come back with it, and I won't quit Sideways on a switch, representing for the click bitch [Hook - 2x] Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com