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trenchbaby 67 - what would dre do كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(atl jacob, atl jacob)
(yeahhh, southside on the track, yeah)
ayy, what the f_ck goin’ on, man?
rrah! boom, boom, boom!
dre… this for you, n_gga
huh? look

[verse 1]
i be thinkin’ what would dre do, n_gga would’ve spun with a tec (grrah!)
put a beam on a chop, now i’m walkin’ round feelin’ possessed (skrrt!)
i done bled out on them steps, heart froze, can’t feel my chest (f_ck!)
talkin’ reckless on that net, now that b_tch boy need a vest (grrah! grrah!)
ops tried to line me, b_tch, i caught that vibe, now he dead
mama cryin’ every night, but this glock been in my bed (boom!)
on the block with all them felons, we got murder in they head
i done lost too many brothers, all this trauma what i bled
(facts!)
drе got hit on my birthday, i ain’t been the same since
switchеd from the .40 to the .10, still got blood up on my rinse (skrrt!)
say my name and die slow, b_tch, we drill like it’s a sport (boom, boom!)
i done aired out three apartments, i ain’t even go to court (f_ck it!)

[chorus]
what would dre do? (huh?) spin that block, hit that roof
what would dre do? (boom!) make his mama cry too
i can’t let sh_t slide, got too much pain inside (grrah!)
i see death up in my mirror, only god know if i’ll survive (boom!)
all these percs and sticks got me movin’ like i’m cursed
i put money in the he_rs_, but i still feel like the worst (f_ck!)
ayy, tell me if i die, who gon’ slide, who gon’ ride? (grrah!)
i be starin’ at the sky askin’ dre for a sign (on god!)
[post_chorus]
b_tch, i’m stressin’, i got demons on my back (huh?)
tell that ho i love her, then go leave her like a rat (skrrt!)
i can’t trust n0body, b_tch, this draco got my soul (boom!)
catch a opp lackin’, we gon’ turn his whip to gold (rrah!)
trench raised me, glock saved me
my big cousin in the sky, i know he waitin’ (rest up, n_gga!)
every night i sin, ask god if he forgave me (he won’t!)

[verse 2]
i was only twelve years old with a .38 inside my drawers (grrah!)
ridin’ with them k!llers, we put trauma in they laws (b_tch!)
f_ck the judge and f_ck the law, i know dre would do the same (f_ck 12!)
shooters in the backseat, masked up, no name (boom!)
i done walked through h_lla rain, blood all in my shoes
seen my brother in that box, i just wish that i could choose (d_mn…)
take me instead, i’d trade it all
i’d risk it all, i’d break that wall
i’d hit that l!ck, i’d take that fall (on god!)
i don’t cry, b_tch, i get even (never!)
i done upped on pastors preachin’ (boom!)
i done seen my opps in church
b_tch, i almost started squeezin’ (facts!)
they say i’m heartless, f_ck they mean?
this life done k!lled my dreams (grrah!)
all i see is red beams, nightmares, and crime scenes (boom!)
[chorus]
what would dre do? (rrah!) load it up, bust that tool
what would dre do? (boom!) slide out in a stolen coupe
i been drownin’ in this rage, ain’t no peace in this place (nah!)
ops smilin’ in they fl!cks, next week they get replaced (facts!)
tell my mama that i love her, but i can’t put down this glock
tell the lord i wanna change, but my heart been full of shots
this for dre, and if i die, put that .30 in my box (boom!)
light a blunt, spin the block, and just let them speakers knock (skrrt!)

[outro / post_chorus]
(atl jacob, atl jacob)
tell me what dre’d do?
he’d slide for me, so i slide for him
catch that b_tch, face him in front of his twin (boom! boom!)
i don’t care no more, lord forgive me (nah!)
all this pain… only dre would get me
(trenchbaby 67, b_tch)

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