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trae tha truth - coast 2 coast كلمات الأغنية

[hook – 2x]
coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
(hood to hood gang to gang, gangstas out here doing they thang
on they block trying to get they change, keeping them haters out they range)

[diamond]
hit n-ggas the realest, from west tex to ny
spit it, from best i to c-h-i
for the motherf-cking gangstas, and all them n-ggas with the throwbacks
keeping these n-ggas up on they toes, till the do’ stack
lace tracks and i rope the block, and switch whips like a parking lot and then i park the drop
pick up cash and mark the spot, and move do’ like a armored truck
i got n-ggas that’ll stash the dope, ese partnas that’ll slash your throat
get stashed in the back of a boat with a knife and slug in the back of your coat, if you brag or you boast
moving from coast to coast block to block, city to city and rock for rock
we international drug smugglers, and give a f-ck if you like it or not
pyrex in a pot got the hood on lock, got the streets on blaze no sleep for days
the world in a daze and the fiends amazed, first one in line when the fiends get paid
n-gga how you think the crib look so d-mn laid, how you think i’m pushing a quarter to eight
i’m a jazzy b-tch and i’m in love with the do’, and every n-gga i know in love with the dro
some go for blow some pop x, bring me the cash don’t take no checks
pack my tech strap my vest, give it to you raw if a n-gga want plex
bet a b-tch won’t flex and cross me wrong, cause your girl got heat not just for the song
i’m a b-tch to the bone international, ship weight all the way to the capital

[hook – 2x]

[trae]
they don’t really wanna know, how the f-ck i feel
cause trae, will put em back up in a zone
for the hood that i roam, i’ll run up on a n-gga like what it was
and dump, till i hit him with the chrome
they don’t wanna get it on, cause i promise i’m raw with mine
pocket full of stones, like a king that’s underground
a.b.n. gang, so you haters move around
king of the streets, i’ll put you up under mine
get out of line, and i can show you who the truth is
everybody, wanna know about trae
get a clip for the k, in the back
for the work on the block, i can show a n-gga crime pay
better get up out the way, me and diamond coming up right behind em
pulling up in a slab, with fifth wheels reclining
best not to try em, homie i can remind em
f-ck around with me, and i promise they’d never find em
they wanna doubt, but i prove a n-gga wrong
whoop n-ggas -ss, like shot whip zones
rip n-ggas up, like i rip songs
in a black whip, with the top of it gone
you see, i’m screwed up cl!ck for life
fat pat, and the h.a.w.k
keke po-yo and the rest of the squad, some ride red some ride blue-grey
who is the truth that gotta be trae, either way it go n-ggas know i don’t play
southwest be the only place i’ma stay, burner in reach wherever that i’ma lay
coast to coast ghetto to ghetto, better know i’m a -ssh0l- type fellow
hit em from the jump till my hands say let go, texas n-gga and that i’ma let show

[hook – 2x]

[diamond]
down with trae to hit the tre with the yay, and they know we got it raw got em sitting sideways
seats laid back with the boys in a daze, sip a lil’ drank with a lil’ bit of haze
never leave the house without some’ing to blaze, got the hood sitting still like cars at fo’ ways
my boy big dame can get it in fo’ ways, i’m a d3 repper i do it to get paid
more work than old slaves so i hit the block with some’ing hot, anybody try to jack get popped with some’ing hot
i do it for the hood so you know it don’t stop, from the h to the flats in the lex or the drop
we hit a lot of blocks so the wrist stay icey, couldn’t care less that the bops don’t like me
studio tonight so you know we getting icey, and this is where we going with the work you can find me

[hook – 2x]

- trae tha truth

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