Truble T DaGator - Dem
Always always readyAll you gotta do is go
Ahhh lil saucy know what I'm saying
Chorus: Oh you thought it was a game I been gettin money on the high/All I do is spend it on the low/Welcome to the fame nah ni**a I don't run and hide I just pull up on you with the Pesos
Strapped already dope boi still ride chevy/Murder on my mind like Melly/Straight to the telly'/Shawty got Bunz like Belly hittin from the back that's jelly
Truble T DaGator: Boy you better recognize when you see a real G choke lil' ni**az out like OG Melvin/Ni**a you can call me the hottest or the coldest in the street and you still gotta measure me in Kelvin
K6: These pu**y ni**az tellin' my ni**a I'm a felon I work the block so hard my f***** feet started swelling/A magician in the kitchen the water pot be melting/Been itching for benjamins for longer than I can tell b****
Truble T DaGator: Gettin' to the money hand over fist with a prayer and a roll of the wrist/Gotta whip with a spin and a twist man you ni**az ain't rockin' like this ball but I'm still gone take that assist
K6: Boss hog ni**az been waitin' on this hit ni**a pause for a minute let me take you on a trip/Me and my brother from another mother we clique and hell naw ni**a we ain't takin' no sh**
Truble T DaGator: No sh** no cap ni**a word to Curtis I get the strap real talk ni**a this ain't no rap/Pu**y get the breakdown if he wanna shakedown brains on the ground if he wanna play round'
K6: Stayed down bi*** pull up with that choppa with the side beam leave ya mama bloody it's a crime scene/Creeping with my brother right behind me total head destruction with that iron piece
Truble T DaGator: Aye bruh I got 100 reasons why these ni**az don't want beef I ain't got a problem singing lullabys to ya peeps/Punk pu**y boy talkin loud makin' all that noise and you know I'm fisher price with the toy
On another note got a bi*** with a plug on the coke/Want I can tug on a boat I be givin' ni**az hope I ain't with the brag or the boast I'm a warrior I stay with the gloat
K6: With the coke got the pump and the mag ready for something to pop off ni**a get the body bag/All this trash on these industry streets it's making us weak that's why these mother******* really never reach they peak
Truble T say if we honestly speaking then we been lying/And I can't even hardly agree but I been tryin'/A part of me is harder than 3 it's bout them signs/It's hard to be a part of the streets without em' dying
Truble T DaGator: Man these streets don't love nobody ni**a 12 years old with a 12 gauge shotty/Lil ni**a got teks with the macs and the vest choppas on deck to get a lil respect
Tell you right now if ya ass go behind that wall mu***** bet not snitch/And you better know how to brawl I ain't taking no calls from a b**** ni**a thaz word to ya b****
K6: Thaz word to ya bi*** ni**a never ever heard that I was a bi*** ni**a/Tryna get a bird tryna be a rich ni**a put it on the curb I bet that b**** will flip quicker
Ni**a swear they slicker than a can of oil really yall ni**az really be pu**y just like a poor kitty/And if you mention me and my brother name orally we gone make sure that your mammy dress accordingly
Chorus
Oh you thought it was a game I been gettin money on the high/All I do is spend it on the low/Welcome to the fame nah ni**a I don't run and hide I just pull up on you with the Pesos
Strapped already dope boi still ride chevy/Murder on my mind like Melly/Straight to the telly'/Shawty got Bunz like Belly hittin from the back that's jelly
Oh you thought it was a game I been gettin money on the high/All I do is spend it on the low/Welcome to the fame nah ni**a I don't run and hide I just pull up on you with the Pesos
Strapped already dope boi still ride chevy/Murder on my mind like Melly/Straight to the telly'/Shawty got Bunz like Belly hittin from the back that's jelly
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