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trae tha truth - open up tha trunk lyrics

[hook]
open up the trunk see the way we hit the brakes
cause you love the way you wait wait
open up the trunk see the way we hit the brakes
cause you love the way you wait wait
open up the trunk see the way we hit the brakes
cause you love the way you wait wait
open up the trunk see the way we hit the brakes
cause you love the way you wait wait

[verse 1]
yea that rate i’m gonna get my respect
any n-gga that run up on me get the whip
you don’t get it from the hands you get it from the tip
guaranteed i’m a win place your bet
if you wait for the trap pound for pound
pull the slab out the shop you bound to drown
when the club raised up i’m bound to clown
put a price on your head and calm you down
praise me in the streets and i’ll save you n-gga
it doesn’t matter if it’s trae they phaze you n-gga
think you better than the truth they played you n-gga
get your money up forget it i raised you n-gga
i’m in the zone you can hear it all in my voice
i’m the king of the street you got no choice
i’m the n-gga that roll the royce
i feel to dive in something moist

[verse 2]
n-ggas p-ssy i don’t like you
keep it rockin might just ignite you
king cobra might just bite you
infrared might just sight you
spend my whole life trying to make a
hundred grand on a slow night
afterwards you can tell them i’m low life
squeeze up to the silver life
i hear a bunch of n-ggas try
but they wouldn’t be
you want to get up in the game i’m an og
i’m a play to the end n-gga ot
you want to tip me n-gga and you don’t know me
you can talk or you don’t want to talk back
walk your -ss over here and you don’t walk back
n-gga i was on a roll pull up at your house like like like
pull up at your house n-gga where your hoes at
got a team and a wrist n-gga frooze that
f-ck n-ggas want to hate i suppose that
top up my sh-t can’t close that
neco get the stick don’t know that
it’s a bunch of sh-t that i don’t feel getting real
f-ck these haters now i work my way up
seventeen on my k and put it all in my grill
and now young og gonna tell

- trae tha truth lyrics

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