trae tha truth - try me lyrics
i got shooters if you try me, if you f-ckin try me
p-ssy n—as try me, come on, f-ckin try me
i rip… , b-tch just come and try me
take a nap cause n—a coming… back
…
i got bodies, i got bodies cause they tried to try me
i got bodies, i got bodies cause they tried to try me
i got shooters on the block n—a
yet they somewhere on they bullsh-t
i got the city on standby
i green light either they come up out the poor pit
pull up in that white thing
… choppers in the trunk full of white paint
… i be out your price range
for the money, gets hot like a knife game
when i’m finished they get to this b-tch
… give me some nice brains
i can’t lie this test is so stupid
like who the f-ck gave up this nice frame
still the truth n—a, remember that
i’m in this ford, no ceiling,… that
our pockets low but i ain’t talking…
flyer’s the first that get thrown
i will not get off my throne
when they come to my streets i am king
get the f-ck out my home
got shooters in the bando, that’s a loony like commando
add the b-tch to the payroll, cause she know how to put grams in her a-hole
i’ma talk to you when the case closed, and before i lay it down, i’ma lay low
i pour lean in oj, no mayo, i’ma drink that lil b-tch like faygo
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