- Trae Tha Truth Yeah Hoe 歌词
- Trae Tha Truth
- Aye ho everday a nigga wake up
I get dough
When I get that next day get more
Go and ask if a nigga on if ye ain't sure
Everyday I be like yea ho yeah ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
Look I hustle
I'm talkin' like the gang of T I I rep for
On that gangsta shit
Like I was Pac when he was Deathrow
King off in these streets
I got it locked 'cause I won't let go
When they come to Houston
It's understood it's the West ho
All I knew is get money
Flippin' stash and I flip the safe
Takin' just a cue bender to find me
A plug and put in place
They told me it wouldn't say
P90 same color race
If that bitch next to my waist
I cosmetic construct your face
Have you looking like a coupe
With the top blown
Super Bowl like Janet with the top gone
Try to go against the Truth
Get your shot blown
F**k nigga just fly and get yo block gone
Been hot like the kitchen with the pots on
Two door Maybach with the knock on
So many stoves over the watch
You think the clock gone
I been the shit haters tryna get their block on
Aye ho everday a nigga wake up
I get dough
When I get that next day get more
Go and ask if a nigga on if ye ain't sure
Everyday I be like yea ho yeah ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
But
Offed 1800 skeet it all
Compton up chockin' out off the weed I blow
Straight lit like a match top
High servin' all day like a trap spot
Six shots yeah the gas hot
Yeah yo badge hot
Young Mac got 'er opened like a laptop
No deal but I like that apple
2pac with the juice OG no snap 'em
Bitch you won that raffle
You done got with a winner
Compton nigga that love pussy fo' dinner
Zig-zag 2 grams yeah cookies is in 'em
Ben Rocks in the dinner got racks in the denim
Yeah I'm rackin' on hangers rovin' in Rangers
Bustin' 'em danger plus I stay with 'em bangers
Diamond in lane you know the gang fool
Haters hotter than ice still I remain cool
Aye ho everday a nigga wake up
I get dough
When I get that next day get more
Go and ask if a nigga on if ye ain't sure
Everyday I be like yea ho yeah ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
Yea ho
Boss all gas and the fast life
Saggin' in my trues pay my dudes
I'mma spazz out
Smokin' on some shit outta frist of
I just copped it
Bust a cigar other then lick it
Seal it and lock it
I'm all across the table like a corner pocket
I was raised on the corner with a holster rocket
You talkin' bout shows
I'm supposed to rock it
Muthaf**k go to court
And their f**k ass is get that shit
Catch me runnin' through a red light
Roof all open
Right candy slab but the coupe all pokin'
Arm on my hammer
I can't even much light it yeah
Nigga'll pull up and serve yo ass yo plapia
Nigga where the weed at
I'm headed to the drank house
Patch it with a couple of homies
And have a drank out
Diggin' in my pocket for my dice
Pullin' my bank out
Since hoes eat dick
I'm mobbin' with my Frank out
Aye ho everday a nigga wake up
I get dough
When I get that next day get more
Go and ask if a nigga on if ye ain't sure
Everyday I be like yea ho yeah ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
They gon' be like yea ho yea ho
Yea ho
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