Trae Tha Truth, Z-Ro, Lil Keke - Da Don Ro & Trae lyrics
[Trae Tha Truth, Z-Ro, Lil Keke - Da Don Ro & Trae lyrics]
Don, Ro and Trae taking over the rap game
And collecting our change everyday
Serious and we don't play
These hoes know we got wind of that hoe
But still fuck with us anyway
Don Ro and Trae fully loaded with automatics
Bitch we tripping, when coming your way
Watch what you say
Cause fucking with the Screwed Up Click
You'll get hit and we'll make it
To be on your way
It's automatic these niggas don't
Want no problems
When I'm flossing in a boss and mine
Bitch I've been the truth
Around this motherfucker
Mouthpiece been ahead of my time
Catch me dropping the top
Slide the clip in and cock my Glock
Ain't no love for these hating niggas
Better get your mind right
'fore some'ing get popped
Back to the fact I'm
Lethal on these streets
Whether my pen or my reputation
Some cats, ain't even worth the conversation
All of this misrepresentation
Finna get put to a end
Y'all had y'all run for the time gone
It just got put to a end i know I'm cocky
But I clearly remember motherfuckers
Wasn't feeling Trae but they knew
I wasn't too far around the way
Pissed em off, when I pulled up inside
That platinum Chevrolet
With a bunch of Hoovers and Bloods
Final destination where I stay
On F-O-N-D-R-E-N
All the way back to the Leaf
Mo City, Hiram-Clarke
South Park my niggas vouching for me
They know everytime I spit
I spit like it's the
Last that I'm breathing
With the three of us in this bitch
I hope you have a wonderful evening bitch
When I wake up in the morning
The first thing I do is roll me up one
And prepare myself to deal with bitch niggas
In case I have to touch one
It don't matter cause I love war
From where the prostitutes and the drugs are
Fuck with me or my kinfolk Trae
Your face is where my slugs are
I'm an asshole by nature
Until my casket is closed
But in the meanwhile
I'ma represent and let my plastic explode
And Houston Texas it been crazy lately
Everybody been getting bumped off
Maybe that's the reason
I'm never without the gun or the sawed off
Don't approach me too quickly
Cause I'm paranoid
Fuck around and squeeze the trigga nigga
All opposition must be destroyed
I'm a gangsta plus a soldier
Fuck niggas off when I'm on sober
Fuck all these rap niggas cause I'm colder
Like a pair of britches I will fold ya
Call me the cleanest
Cause I'm about to wash all y'all fellas
Making a motherfucker come clean
By bringing a bitch out of all y'all fellas
Even got niggas firing charges
Cause I got they ass beat up
But even through the madness
I relax and keep my feet up
I'm one of the coldest lyricists
That this city done ever seen
Naturally getting mean, I punish my sixteen
Niggas gut check
Niggas be talking who I recruited
8100 block, in the hood I'm undisputed
Me and Trae you ain't know
The Don plus Z-Ro sUC in the building
We shooting they hit the flo'
Niggas stop that
Know damn well that I can top that
Ten G's mic and a stage, and I'll rock that
Back crunk
Streets are fiending and missing me
Cause it's one love
Know that I murder for CMG
You niggas dick riding
Bumping your gums it's killing me
Cause I'm top dog
Fake ass niggas you feeling me
Get your heart right
We riding and busting it ain't nothing
Letting the top peel back
From the push of a button
It's ABN-rap-A-Lot, niggas don't want none
CMG teflon, Lil' Keke the Icon hey
Check it out man, CMG
My motherfucking click, Custom Made Gangsterz
And collecting our change everyday
Serious and we don't play
These hoes know we got wind of that hoe
But still fuck with us anyway
Don Ro and Trae fully loaded with automatics
Bitch we tripping, when coming your way
Watch what you say
Cause fucking with the Screwed Up Click
You'll get hit and we'll make it
To be on your way
It's automatic these niggas don't
Want no problems
When I'm flossing in a boss and mine
Bitch I've been the truth
Around this motherfucker
Mouthpiece been ahead of my time
Catch me dropping the top
Slide the clip in and cock my Glock
Ain't no love for these hating niggas
Better get your mind right
'fore some'ing get popped
Back to the fact I'm
Lethal on these streets
Whether my pen or my reputation
Some cats, ain't even worth the conversation
All of this misrepresentation
Finna get put to a end
Y'all had y'all run for the time gone
It just got put to a end i know I'm cocky
But I clearly remember motherfuckers
Wasn't feeling Trae but they knew
I wasn't too far around the way
Pissed em off, when I pulled up inside
That platinum Chevrolet
With a bunch of Hoovers and Bloods
Final destination where I stay
On F-O-N-D-R-E-N
All the way back to the Leaf
Mo City, Hiram-Clarke
South Park my niggas vouching for me
They know everytime I spit
I spit like it's the
Last that I'm breathing
With the three of us in this bitch
I hope you have a wonderful evening bitch
When I wake up in the morning
The first thing I do is roll me up one
And prepare myself to deal with bitch niggas
In case I have to touch one
It don't matter cause I love war
From where the prostitutes and the drugs are
Fuck with me or my kinfolk Trae
Your face is where my slugs are
I'm an asshole by nature
Until my casket is closed
But in the meanwhile
I'ma represent and let my plastic explode
And Houston Texas it been crazy lately
Everybody been getting bumped off
Maybe that's the reason
I'm never without the gun or the sawed off
Don't approach me too quickly
Cause I'm paranoid
Fuck around and squeeze the trigga nigga
All opposition must be destroyed
I'm a gangsta plus a soldier
Fuck niggas off when I'm on sober
Fuck all these rap niggas cause I'm colder
Like a pair of britches I will fold ya
Call me the cleanest
Cause I'm about to wash all y'all fellas
Making a motherfucker come clean
By bringing a bitch out of all y'all fellas
Even got niggas firing charges
Cause I got they ass beat up
But even through the madness
I relax and keep my feet up
I'm one of the coldest lyricists
That this city done ever seen
Naturally getting mean, I punish my sixteen
Niggas gut check
Niggas be talking who I recruited
8100 block, in the hood I'm undisputed
Me and Trae you ain't know
The Don plus Z-Ro sUC in the building
We shooting they hit the flo'
Niggas stop that
Know damn well that I can top that
Ten G's mic and a stage, and I'll rock that
Back crunk
Streets are fiending and missing me
Cause it's one love
Know that I murder for CMG
You niggas dick riding
Bumping your gums it's killing me
Cause I'm top dog
Fake ass niggas you feeling me
Get your heart right
We riding and busting it ain't nothing
Letting the top peel back
From the push of a button
It's ABN-rap-A-Lot, niggas don't want none
CMG teflon, Lil' Keke the Icon hey
Check it out man, CMG
My motherfucking click, Custom Made Gangsterz