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what can i do - trae tha truth lyrics

(-“what can i do” is repeated as a snippet to the beat throughout the song-)

[talking]
-ssh0l- by nature
i see you motherf-ckers just determined
to make a n-gga get on y’all -ss
roach -ss motherf-ckers
i don’t know what to do with you beat up -ss broke motherf-ckers
see us in the streets……

[verse 1 – boss]
what can i do to get these hoe -ss n-ggas out my mix
i’m straight from the block tryna get a brick
i ended up puttin sh-t down with the cl!ck
now a bunch of n-ggas out ridin my d-ck
i’m a slide me a b-tch, sit him in the 6
put zip lock then i’m a hide me a b-tch
no more pride for the b-tch
n-ggas get mad cause i bang to the left, and plus i ride when i switch
stickin to the g guide line, peep them from the side line
boss gotta big gat b-tch i’m a hide mine
got it ready to pop and put you on the high line
from my hot nine thinkin i would never pull out and pop mine
b-tch it’s the maab, ridin our d-ck must be your big job
i might serve every n-gga standin in your squad
got g’s from over seas, and places apart
you don’t wanna f-ck around
put him in the middle of a 30-30 scope and i’m buckin him down
4 slugs hit e’m before he touchin’ the ground
i’m in love with my rounds, i be lovin the sound
while i’m huggin four pounds, hoe made n-ggas better move when i’m ’round
before my face show a frown

hittin n-ggas up with that hgc and that 2-2-3 and i’m ditchin the town

[verse 2 – trae]
guess who the f-ck-top back in the do’
seperatin from the plex with a beam and a scope
hop fly i’m a hit a n-gga dead in his throat
with a mac fully attack no force to let go
might touch on a n-gga like shaq
hit him in chest now he body rockin like pat
when he size up i’m a put his -ss on his back
have his b-tch -ss runnin to the trunk for the gat-where the haters at
better yet n-gga why bother, i’m a pain in the -ss like antonio tarver
abn we opperate like the carter, and been g’d up since a n-gga was starters
north to the south, south back to the north
east to the west let it go i set it off
we the team of the h plus we run with the south
trae, jayton, z ro the crooked, and lil’boss
hop in the l crank up ready to floss
swoop through the block my frame ready-to-toss
mouth piece gotta n-gga bout to goin off
cause my grill worth about 4 ki’s in the south
now what can i do about n-ggas like these
ak’s to the chest will make them burn like trees
forty-rounds out the clip will make them scat like fleas
roach -ss nothin type of n-ggas gotta bleed

(-“what can i do” repeated ’til end-)

- trae tha truth lyrics

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