(feat. Billy Cook). . [Trae:]. This gon be the realest shit I ever wrote, so just know it's deeper than rap. It was a lot of shit that go, but now I'm bringing it back.
Malvada, villana, te las trae, (Que!). tu te las trae, (Que!). te tira y te caes... (Aaay!). Redondita es mi dvd,. Despues que me pruebes va a ser que te quedes (x2).
Malvada, villana, te las trae, (Que!). tu te las trae, (Que!). te tira y te caes... (Aaay!). Redondita es mi dvd,. Despues que me pruebes va a ser que te quedes (x2).
Intro (Trae). You know. I never did understand why they always told me to smile. S***. It ain't too much s*** I gave a smile for. Real talk. Yo still a a**hole by nature.
Target practice baby. Only thing is I'm not the shooter, Im the bullet, BIAATCH!!!. G'd up from the feet up.. A-B-C D-E-F. . [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]. I'm a G to the end the end of the road.
[Trae]. Yeah, real talk for my niggaz on the block. I been wrecking for a second, but I promised that I wouldn't stop. I been in it with my niggaz, for a long time.
(*talking*). Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn. H-Town representing, Screwed Up Click. You in here, with Trae the Truth mayn. I had to take em back, on this one.
(*talking*). Screwzoo, what's the deal baby. Lil' Trae up in here, putting it down. Trying to hold it down, know I'm saying. Everybody out here, still representing to the fullest.
Chorus (x2). I get money. I get-I get money. I get money. It ain't nothin' to a boss n***a. I get money. I-I-I-I get money. I get money. It ain't nothin' to a boss.
[** feat. Young Jeezy:]. [Trae {*talking} / Young Jeezy {*raps}:]. Cheeah!*. Street shit. (I got this yeah I got this). I got this (I got this yeah I got this).
[Verse 1 - Trae]. Tha Truth back, lets get to bidness. It's something unfamiliar. Call it a foreign image. Paint heavily leaking. I guess it wasn't finished.
Chorus (Exerpt from Swang (Big Hawk)). I would give my last breath if I could bring you back. Bring Screw back. Matter fact. Bring the whole crew back.
This a Nitty beat (boing). . Here we go again. Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh). You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh). I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (Who dis nigga, man?).
[Verse 1 - Trae]. They like "Trae, where you been?", niggas actin like I ran away. Hear not, bitch I'm still the king, check the resume. Asshole til they bury me or I get sent away.
Man fuck y'all... . [Z-Ro]. Nigga fuck all y'all. Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes. If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz. If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes.