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trae tha truth - all that i know كلمات الأغنية

[hook: brian angel]
it’s all that i know, it’s all that i know
it’s all that i know, it’s all that i know
it’s all that i know, it’s all that i know
it’s all that i know, it’s all that i know

[verse 1: mystikal]
sh-t, what i do?
the b-tches shuffle to the front when i come
clap your hand & stomp your foot to the rhyme cougar
roll the die hit the blunt
listen to the rhythm of the rapper, -ss whooper
i cl!ck-clack like a gat, spitter
broke up with my rap, but i’m back with her
don’t f-ck with my greens or
you don’t want the hulk to get mad n-gga?!
n-gga, n-gga, with a motherf-cking man right here
n-gga n-gga put his foot in your sh-t, or
make a n-gga slap in your -ss, kisser
let that n-gga do the little song
write it to the music, feel it work it
soon as trae e-mail me the beat
i’mma take it to the booth and i’mma k!ll it, murk it
curse it, bless it, church it, cash it, change it, purse it
tell them n-ggas that i’m back on the block
and i got them k!ller verses
tell ’em to sell ’em the one for ten
i’d let them go, two for five
either way, i’mma get that ten
or you don’t get none of these rhymes
long as i murder these shows and hurdle these hoes
shorty don’t go and i don’t have to be working that lows
i rock jewelry that glows with a rap name, twenty years old
sh-t, what else can i say? f-ck, that’s all that i know!

[verse 2: trae]
i am the street king, took a minute to lock sh-t
money, b-tches and gunplay, you ain’t gon’ block sh-t
overdose in my hand, tell ’em i can’t feel ’em
diamonds all over my fingers, that’d be on cîroc sh-t
i been livin’ all player, ever since sh-t off
haters on all my d-ck like women, they’d better get off
you can find me in the gutter, scared of heights
sitting on a couple of mill, money tall i’m tryna get off
clique like brothers, tell ’em to give ’em the blues
they recievin’ the call of compet-tion i won’t lose
i’m a fool, when i lace these shoes with these tools
leavin’ n-ggas abused of something off in the crew
speakin’ of [?] crews, tell n-ggas ain’t nothin’ new
used to kick it one thing, now hoes come in the two’s
run upon ’em like murder, should’ve been on the news
i shoot ’em in they face, they leave with no clues
all the way to the boulevard walkin’ in all gl-ss
tell the bank-teller person i’ll count it in all cash
everybody be talkin’ but i’mma pull up and show ’em somethin’
and go to wreckin’ sh-t like i been in a bad crash
in the hood, i’m access for real
ask [?], he’ll tell you that i was trill
million dollar mouthpiece, one h-ll of a grill
i thug universal, don’t sweat it, i got a deal
anybody wanna run up i’ll tell ’em i’m in this b-tch
if a hater got a problem i’m probably up in his b-tch
you all want truth, you gon’ find him up in a ditch
i’ll bang his -ss up like [?] when i’m makin’ hits
you can tell ’em i’m sick, rare form of cancer
i am the truth, i guarantee you the answer
anybody who lookin’ tell ’em to look no more
if i don’t get the proper respect, i’m kickin’ they door

[verse 3: tech n9ne]
i be in the corner with the b-tches
off in the club i be grantin’ many wishes
all the haters be super suspicious
as to why they sniffin’ i make super digits
makin’ beautiful music and then a bita’
aphrodisiac to get b-tches to swoon
but i catch ’em quick with these incredible tunes
me stickin’ poon will be inevitable soon
ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, i’ll be laughin’ at these busters
think they smashin’ and we suckers
but we blastin’ at these f-ckers
trippin’ over colors, you n-ggas, you gotta love us
no matter the set i’mma get up and rip ’em into pieces
he’s beneath me and needs to be treated
like a flea with a beast and believe he’s heated
because of my talent they mad
and i’m never gonna challenge their -ss
’cause my balance for nada pay cash
you suckers down there but my wallet say “bad
motherf-cker” like samuel l
you perpetrators i’mma d-mn you to h-ll
your b-tches love to hear this animal yell
try to beat me, understand you will fail!
in control of all of my dough
now it’s off to the mall i go
you the money really tall i show
if you really wanna brawl i know
that you n-ggas gonna fall to my toes
i be k!llin’ all of y’all when i blow
’cause a n-gga comin’ raw when i flow is all that i know

- trae tha truth

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