, quit fucking with me Gangsta, is all that I can be Bitch, quit calling me [Trae:] She can quit, calling my pho-one Quit calling, my phone She can quit, calling
Tercüme: Trae. Me arama çıkın.
call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side I'm like what the f*** you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me Lorna died It f***ed me up
Some haters want me in the streets, well what'cha waiting on? You gone need more then paramedics try'na take me home I'm goin' expose any character try'na play me
Way I Got A Call From Mr.Rogers Just The Other Day - Telling Me He By My Side I'm Like What The Fuck You Talkin Bout - Until He Told Me Loinna Died It
me, they wanna see me ass'd the fuck out But I tell em don't hold they breath waiting on me to lose, they ass'll pass the fuck out Trae is the Truth out
would fear me, when I be stopping this world From all the bullshit, these niggaz be filling it with And if I can't, then I'ma never be calling it quits
Trae] A P-I-M-P. is all I modify And niggaz wanna try, but they don't even qualify To even get close, to a nigga named Trae When I pull out the drop,
Believe me it get lonely, to niggaz without a family He might get lost to the system, or might get shanked in a bed The thought of calling it quits, gotta
it I don't even wanna know, if I'ma make it Nothing but hard times and hard rhymes, I gotta break it Call me crazy, call me gone Really, they don't wanna
de la calle de la rima Gris asfalto candelas retardan suenos invencibles ?dices? ?que no hay nada nuevo bajo el sol? No quites hierro!!! Hablar de lo
one day they see me fly away like the birds They wanna do me like they did the cracker nuts and Brandy But you can't fire me from Houston see they understand
como yo dejarlo todo por buscar del nazareno Sabiendo que despues en la calle me va a tirar veneno (Hector) La calle te quita la calle na de a devuelto
vena por favor ya vuelve a m? Vete a un lado, quita el miedo, quita todos, todos los rencores Quita todos los rencores, quita todos los temores Quita
perdon, Calla de una puta vez, calla,puta,cabron,muerete Jamas llegue a pensar lo que ocurriria, lo llego a saber y empeze a colgar temas me lo pensaria
sonar no me beses en la frente sabes que te oi llegar y tu beso sabe a culpabilidad. Tu me admiras porque callo y miro al cielo porque no me ves llorar
