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fighting words - trae lyrics

featuring t.i. & juicy j

[hook]
b-tch n-gg-
what you talking ã¢â€â˜bout hoe?
who you talking to, n-gg-?
what you talking ã¢â€â˜bout hoe?
who you talking to, n-gg-?
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe
b-tch n-gg-, b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe
b-tch n-gg-
what you talking ã¢â€â˜bout hoe?
who you talking to, n-gg-?
what you talking ã¢â€â˜bout hoe?
who you talking to, n-gg-?
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe
b-tch n-gg-, b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe
you donã¢â€â™t like me n-gg- hit me in my face then
got a problem when you see me n-gg-, say it then
b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe
b-tch n-gg-, b-tch n-gg-, punk hoe, punk hoe

[verse 1]
youã¢â€â™re an old n-gg- in a old school
i got new money and an old tube
ogã¢â€â™s look when i roll through
f-ck n-gg-s ainã¢â€â™t beef, they tofu
iã¢â€â™m so cool, got a crew of hoes
and no booze and sushi roll,
right after that, we hit it back
to the condo where, eat coochie hoe
iã¢â€â™m stupid hoe, run through the hoe
you dream about it, i do it hoe
-ss fat, they beautiful
throwing my stack 20ã¢â€â™s they good to go
n-gg-s donã¢â€â™t fear me, they shoot it though
and they canã¢â€â™t hear me, they would though
if they was up on my plateau
but iã¢â€â™m whacko, beat that hoe
all they claiming my set
i ainã¢â€â™t claiming no seat
all i be needing my rep
hoe what you know about that
these n-gg-s steady be capping
meanwhile i flips
chasing after that check
ho if you ainã¢â€â™t talkinã¢â€â™ ã¢â€â˜bout that

[verse 2]
got a rocket in the club and ainã¢â€â™t afraid to pop it
n-gg- run your lip i put that barrel to your sockets
haters out here hating cause that flexing never stopping
keep that blue dream in my bong and that hash for the toppings
that n-gg-s all stay on me, so homie donã¢â€â™t play with me
i keep them bills, i keep that lean, i keep a ak with me
a real street n-gg-, catch me in the streets n-gg-
got something to hit your chest hard
and i ainã¢â€â™t talking liquor
donã¢â€â™t diss no n-gg- f-ck rapping
n-gg- talk that sh-t iã¢â€â™m blasting
that .44 to your face b-tch, itã¢â€â™s gonna be a closed casket
your whole life is a storyline
you ainã¢â€â™t gangsters, you n-gg-s lie
make nice ã¢â€â˜cause you like the violent type
turn this club into the columbine

[verse 3: trae tha truth]
get the f-ck out in this building
-ss hole, f-ck what you feeling
feel the 48 my wrist cause iã¢â€â™m killing
petty n-gg- run they mouth and iã¢â€â™m stealing
then i hurry a couple of n-gg-s feel it
when i jump out the sofa but no ceiling
with a b-tch in the back on that f-ck sh-t
i beat it up you can tell it wouldnã¢â€â™t heal it
you donã¢â€â™t like me, what the f-ck is you talking
you can tell iã¢â€â™m a problem b-tch itã¢â€â™s whatever
you and your people, anybody you care
i donã¢â€â™t give a f-ck you wonã¢â€â™t get it together
i lean on a motherf-cker like i was sipping
all on a n-gg- -ss like a n-gg- who tripping
when you walk up out the head you will be leaking or dripping
you the tã¢â€â™s get movinã¢â€â™ now youre somewhere flippinã¢â€â™
you wanna take it down then you get this cake
get the whole pocket knock the f-ck out my way
any n-gg- donã¢â€â™t like it you can tell him itã¢â€â™s trae
so my d-ck b-tch gon say thatã¢â€â™s spray
n-gg- youã¢â€â™s a b-tch and everything about you
point your -ss out but the f-ck they spite you
got a couple n-gg-s that would knock the life up out you
if you lookinã¢â€â™ for a fight then and worse b-tch i gotcha

fighting words

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