trae tha truth - don't like lyrics
[intro: t.i.]
hustle gang patna
let me talk these n-ggas one time chief
leggo, gdod
i’ll tell my a-town, chi-town
man, you know what i’m sayin’
west side of the west side to me homie
bankhead represent
[verse 1: t.i.]
i don’t sneak dissin’ and no weak n-ggas
i’m paid on like chief n-ggas
on the west side with chief keef n-gga
fresh strong path, we chief n-gga
i’m a young og street n-gga
you try me and we creep
with a fully auto, pull up on your block and we skeet n-ggas
f-ck boy be on f-ck sh-t that’s why i don’t need greet n-ggas
say what’s up then get gone, get shot at, you get wrong
where all the dough that i’m getting?
[?] on my job
man i’m serious n-gga no kiddin’, i be grabbing hold of that guap
catch me right now on the west side of the chi town, go hundred
in the a-town i’m the king, best bow down, 100
100, you don’t n-gga!
we gon fight a b-tch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
[hook: chief keef]
a f-ck n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah
a snitch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah
a b-tch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah
sneak dissers, that’s that sh-t i don’t like
don’t like, like, don’t like, like
a snitch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah
don’t like, like, don’t like, like
a b-tch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah
[verse 2: trae tha truth]
i’m king, sittin’ in my chair n-gga
try to take me off, i dare you n-gga
tell me something that’s real n-gga
any hood, i’m there n-gga
and look don’t stare n-gga
diamonds got me looking like a flare n-gga
look b-tch, i’m an -ssh0l-
f-ck everybody up, ’bout to take you down n-gga
broke n-ggas i don’t like, neck looking like show lights
30 grand on slow nights
b-tch i’m talkin’ snow white
i been the truth ain’t no hype
i’m what that is ain’t no mights
[?], call it making a band
no flute, i’m a show her how to play your pipe
f-ck is you thinking?
ain’t no one realer than me in this b-tch
what the f-ck is you drinking?
tipping this water
b-tch i’m so deep in the gutter to the point you’d think i was sinking
i don’t really give a f-ck, i’m off in this jungle
look at this jacket i’m minkin’
everything got to a movie, it ain’t my fault if you missed it
shouldn’t have been blinking
n-gga f-ck about ‘er my way
alicia try’na go to sleep
i don’t f-ck with you b-tches who brand new
tell ’em this d-ck ain’t for cheap
i keep it gangsta, shout out to keef
shout to teresa, shout out to sosa
shout out to waka, shout out to me
yea i’m a let my nuts hang like a poster
[hook]
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