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50 ball - trdee lyrics

[intro: trdee]
ice cost a fifty—
(rj alway trippin’, man, rj always trippin’, man)

[chorus: trdee]
ice cost a fifty*ball (fifty*ball)
feel like a hooper playin’ basketball (feel like i’m hoopin’)
bro got a scat, he went and smacked the wall
was fishtailin’, runnin’ from the law (d*mn)
konnichiwa, jit from overseas (trip)
i hope you die if you owe me cheese (hope you die)
sh*t, i’m high, higher than the trees (sheesh)
or like the sky, come and help me please

[verse 1: trdee]
on cloud 9, i can’t tell you when i’m landin’
brodie see an opp and send them bullets just like peyton manning
told him we legit, but he still out here really hand*to*handin’
you be out here broke but doin’ nothin’, i don’t understand it
you be actin’ tender ’bout these b*tches, we gon’ fry you up
catch you walkin’ to the car, might knock you out and tie you up
slapped you with the stick, i heard they did you like a hockey puck
they be always hatin’ on a n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
i’m in boston, ballin’ like a celtic, i feel like porziņģis
back*to*back, we flyin’ on the e*way, lookin’ like some cheetahs
talkin’ ’bout he got some fire pieces, only punchin’ pizzas
had to do it to him, only ’cause these n*ggas ain’t believe us (watch this)
[chorus: trdee]
ice cost a fifty*ball (fifty*ball)
feel like a hooper playin’ basketball (feel like i’m hoopin’)
bro got a scat, he went and smacked the wall
was fishtailin’, runnin’ from the law (d*mn)
konnichiwa, jit from overseas (konnichiwa)
i hope you die if you owe me cheese (hope you die)
sh*t, i’m high, higher than the trees (sh*t, i’m blowed)
or like the sky, come and help me please (somebody help)

[verse 2: 3200 tre]
i just dodged so many felonies
i like to ride with drac, somebody need to cpl me, please
all i need is head, ‘za, and pape’, i don’t got h*lla needs
that ain’t your house for real, you had to beg her for a set of keys
if he don’t stand on business, you won’t catch that n*gga next to me
i’d rather move a hundred grams then go lay in some wet p*ssy
yeah, you might think life hard until you see how death lookin’
when a fiend hit my hard, they’d think i had a chef cook it (come on)
i’m not the type to ask for nothin’, i just need myself (come on)
unc’ ain’t in there whoopin’ ass, so why he need that belt? (come on)
i ain’t never followed sh*t, i could lead myself
come on, with this phone, i could move a hundred p’s myself
hm, by the way this b*tch ringin’, i could never lose, huh
you ain’t steppin’ on that right, go get some better shoes
she let me stretch her every way, mrs. incredible
i went to class in the streets, this a better school
[chorus: trdee]
ice cost a fifty*ball (fifty*ball)
feel like a hooper playin’ basketball (feel like i’m hoopin’)
bro got a scat, he went and smacked the wall
was fishtailin’, runnin’ from the law (d*mn)
konnichiwa, jit from overseas (trip)
i hope you die if you owe me cheese (hope you die)
sh*t, i’m high, higher than the trees (sheesh)
or like the sky, come and help me please

- trdee lyrics

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