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trife diesel - event lyrics

[intro: trife diesel]
uh, f-ck outta here
yeah, aiyo, aiyo

[verse 1: trife diesel]
you wouldn’t believe (what) what just happened to steve
he got bagged up town with a brick in his sleeve
plus an -ssh0l- full of dimes, so when he see the judge
you know he gon’ get an -ssh0l- full of time
linebacker numbers, no distracting this hunger
and they was watching ’em for d-mn near, half of the summer
it’s a shame how that boy that bagged, right on the ave
one four-fifth, d’s was hopping out yellow cabs
guns drawne=, told ’em get on the floor
gave ’em a run for the money
and in the process he dished the raw
had the whole precint on him, cops sleeping on him
them f-ggot -ss rednecks started beating on him
usually roll with a pitch in his fifth, or heat is on him
was a risk, but the n-gga insist, he keep it on him
it’s a f-cked up world we live in
for all my n-ggas been maxed in, in prison
going back to the system

[hook: trife diesel]
the moral of the story is there ain’t one
this is just a tale, take a look at this picture, i’m tryna paint one
go into my mind, and see what you’ll find
events that all took place once upon a time
the moral of the story is there ain’t one
this is just a tale, take a look at this picture, i’m tryna paint one
go into my mind, and see what you’ll find
events that all took place once upon a time

[verse 2: trife diesel]
they say i’m grimy, but i’m cool as sh-t
i show you how to use a b-tch, to move a brick
half a kilo stashed in the uteris
don’t gotta say a word, she observe when i move my lips
she don’t sit when she p-ss, she ‘stand up’ like ludacris
my b-tch, she’ll shoot a snitch, quick fast in a hurry
and then she’ll hop her -ss on the ferry
push the pedal to the metal, pumping gas in the chevy
hit my whole team off, serving -ss in the telly
and she ride for a n-gga, like kobe’s wife
this is trife, no comparison to obie trice
and when she bark, man, that’s only right
’cause she be starting a fl!ck, starving for d-ck on her lonely nights
but tone told me to play it close, before she leave a player broke
he seen her in medina with katrina stealing baby coats
her pops got money, this sh-t is worth eighty notes
she nineteen and fiend for ‘ice cream’ like rae and ghost
good girl, or bad girl, n-gga, they all the same
see it’s not how you f-ck ’em, it’s how you teach ’em the game
you can shape and mold ’em, but you sure can’t control ’em
they have you dealing with six, going through the emotions

[outro: trife diesel]
yeah, n-ggas, know what i mean
trife diesel, starks enterprise
emile on the track
kryme life, tommy whispers, theodore unit
t.m.f. in the house, word up

- trife diesel lyrics

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