Grey Cassete(Feat. Bun B & Lil Keke)(Screwed & Chopped By CUT) (исполнитель: Trae)
[Sample "Pimp Tha Pen" x3: Lil Keke] Pop In Your Grey Cassette Turn Up Your [bad word] Deck Lend Me Your Ear Because The Southside Finna Wreck Pop-Pop In Your Grey Cassette Turn Up Your [bad word] Deck Lend Me Your Ear Because The Southside Finna Wreck [Trae:] Pop in your Grey Cassette Turn up your [bad word] deck Lend me yo ear cause Trae Tha [bad word] is on the way to win Now what'cha know about that if you don't know much I guarentee you finna know about the? So ya see me pulling up in a betty ol' [bad word] head down with a swag that'll [bad word] up the whole world I'm back again, fresh out of beating a dude up (Mike Jones) Too many wanna be gangsta, [bad word] my mood up I probably wanna clique that's red black and blued up If it's going down, I bet'cha get screwed up Ya to dead to the King Of The Streets lil homie slow it down, I ain't really try'na move fast My old school got me looking like a OG, everybody looking at me like they never seen glass I'm the leader of the A.B.N. representers And a gutta when these rappin' niggas never inna Ya better get up out the game if you a beginner Somebody finna get robbed if I ain't a winner First [bad word] caught slippin' [bad word] a binner I wanna win it like I'm here finna get back [bad word] up by the fist will sit back Leaving through the hood like I'm going off a six pack Real talk I am the And tell them niggas I'm a fan of hatred Probably hate mo ways you see a [bad word] with a classic shape [bad word] beatin' like it [bad word] I got a couple niggas mad, tell them I ain't finna pass the plate I finna know that they [bad word] is fake So tell them goin' give it up, I ain't finna pass the mic for [bad word] And I ain't leaving till this [bad word] pray [sample x2: Lil Keke] [Bun B:] It's Bun the Trill Downsouth we still be bangin' Robert Davis on the regular Ya feel me, I pop my [bad word] then pop it in (pop it in) My top I droppin' in (droppin' in) I'm a sit sideways, then ride my blazers chop it in I pull up in yo hood, I roll up on your set You know my dows is butterfly, my candy paint is wet My leather seats are stitch and tuck and this for my lady She sitting chromy on the grill so everything is gravy P.A.T. I'm reppin' it, Air Jordans I'm steppin' for warfare I been prepping so know that I gots my weapon I'm ready for regulating, steady you boys been hating It's our time to shine, we on the grind and we been waiting To do this for the pimp and the rest of the fallen Soliders we goin hold you down wheter we ballin' Or we poor pimpin' it's never no sippin' And if you reppin' southside then it will be no trippin' When ya [talking over sample x2: Lil Keke] Pop it in, [bad word] It's the legend Don Ke In ya Grey Cassette Representin' southside Hustle U.S.A., 713 [Lil Keke:] Pop in ya Grey Cassette S.U.C., known to wreck Underground street legend never seen a? Four-fifteens, liquid screens, bangin' out my music deck Tilt the grain, change the lane, homie I ain't finished yet Houston, Texas pourin' on, shining like the morning sun [bad word] these niggas talking bout, it's Trae Tha [bad word] and Ke Da Don Automatic rise nothing semi all fully I get'cha good and keep it hood just ride and listen to me Representin' southside Tell em keep they mouth wide Leather it's cassette grey Navy on the outside Losers out here never win Tell me who they better than Slidin' up the slab got a [bad word] tape, [bad word] pop it in [bad word] through this way Hustle Town U.S.A. South Park, Sunnyside, Southwest all day Do it all that last year [bad word] another bad year My whole swag full grown Lend me ya strong ear [sample x2: Lil Keke]