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trae tha truth - real talk lyrics

[trae]
yeah, real talk for my n-ggas on the block
i been wrecking for a second, but i promised that i wouldn’t stop
i been in it with my n-ggas, for a long time
but they gotta give it to me, cause they know i wouldn’t drop
same n-gga, with the flow
same n-gga that’ll spin a n-gga’s -ss up, throw his -ss in the trunk
i’m a representative, for the -ssh0l-s
try to run up on me, i’ll teach a n-gga how to stunt
southwest, you better get your hands up
‘fore i send a wave of n-ggas, that’ll hit your man’s up
while you wanna-be thugs, better pull your pants up
then the sh-t, hit the fan
then i f-ck, your fans up
these n-ggas, really got a n-gga f-cked up
hating motherf-ckers, i’ll show you what the beef is
show you n-ggas how to lose t–th, keep running off at the mouth
and i can show you n-ggas, what the sleep is
better give it up, when you hear the name trae
when i hit the block in black, your -ss better pray
tell the five in the hood, i don’t play
and i got more n-ggas, in the slugs
in the tip, of a k
and i run with the c’s, and the b’s on the block
and the g’s, and few b.d.’s on the block
and i kept it real, so i got the keys to the block
i’m a gangsta, they don’t make these on the blocki’ll put it on the pack, and i’ll ride for it first
n-gga jump, gonna be the first n-gga that’ll slide for it
they don’t wanna see me in a zone, when i try for it
any real n-gga, stand up and get an eye for it
cause i’m oh so real, though homie
and i’m next in the line, finna show the world what it was
h-town, till the death
intuition of a n-gga named pac, finna let it rain for the thugs

[trae]
somebody better give me the crown, these n-ggas out of line
and i see, i gotta put ’em in they place
everyday it be the same old sh-t, i gotta cl!ck on a b-tch
i don’t really, wanna pay another case
whey they n-ggas wanna try a n-gga, like a n-gga soft than a b-tch
i’ll lean on a n-gga, like boss on a switch
better chill, ‘fore i get to going off on a b-tch
lace the nike’s, and break a n-gga jaw in this b-tch
everybody, wanna know about the south
but i promise, you n-ggas’ll wanna take another route
a.b.n., fin to hit a n-gga’s -ss in the drought
in the town right now, (no doubt)
if you got a problem with trae, let’s get it on
iggy on lock, so i’m back in a zone still packing the chrome
i was late for the hood, so i’m bad to the bone
since i roll on the block, it’s half of the bone
sh-t just got wrong, you can hear it in my tone
(i’m p-ssed), but i’m still moving along
yeah jay’ton, still grooving along
so the n-ggas in the blue, got love for the home
for the h, and the west state
i”ll put it on a n-gga, in the worst way
that’ll be your worst day, and i put it on trae
motherf-ckers better get in a line, or the dirt where you gon lay
this right here, for my n-gga named nick
in a hospital bed, half gone
i’ll run up on a b-tch n-gga, who that out that shout out
feel i gotta hit his -ss, with the chrome
nothing less, r-e-s-t-l-e double s
stress, got a n-gga on amp
so i gott mob for life, like 24/7
and i promise, i’m about to be the champ

- trae tha truth lyrics

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