Trife Diesel - Event lyrics

[Trife Diesel - Event lyrics]

Uh, fuck outta here yeah, aiyo, aiyo

You wouldn't believe
(what) what just happened to Steve
He got bagged up town with
A brick in his sleeve
Plus an asshole full of dimes
So when he see the judge
You know he gon' get an asshole full of time
Linebacker numbers
No distracting this hunger
And they was watching 'em for damn near
Half of the summer
It's a shame how that boy that bagged
Right on the Ave one four-fifth
D's was hopping out yellow cabs
Guns drawne=, told 'em get on the floor
Gave 'em a run for the money
And in the process he dished the raw
Had the whole precint on him
Cops sleeping on him
Them faggot ass rednecks started
Beating on him
Usually roll with a pitch in his fifth
Or heat is on him
Was a risk, but the nigga insist
He keep it on him
It's a fucked up world we live in
For all my niggas been maxed in, in prison
Going back to the system

The moral of the story is there ain't one
This is just a tale, take
A look at this picture, i'm tryna paint one
Go into my mind, and see what you'll find
Events that all took place once upon a time
The moral of the story is there ain't one
This is just a tale, take
A look at this picture, i'm tryna paint one
Go into my mind, and see what you'll find
Events that all took place once upon a time

They say I'm grimy, but I'm cool as shit
I show you how to use a bitch
To move a brick
Half a kilo stashed in the uteris
Don't gotta say a word
She observe when I move my lips
She don't sit when she piss
She 'stand up' like Ludacris
My bitch, she'll shoot a snitch
Quick fast in a hurry
And then she'll hop her ass on the Ferry
Push the pedal to the metal
Pumping gas in the Chevy
Hit my whole team off
Serving ass in the telly
And she ride for a nigga, like Kobe's wife
This is Trife, no comparison to Obie Trice
And when she bark, man, that's only right
'Cause she be starting a flick
Starving for dick on her lonely nights
But Tone told me to play it close
Before she leave a player broke
He seen her in Medina with
Katrina stealing baby coats
Her pops got money
This shit is worth eighty notes
She nineteen and fiend for 'Ice
Cream' like Rae and Ghost
Good girl, or bad girl, nigga
They all the same
See it's not how you fuck 'em
It's how you teach 'em the game
You can shape and mold 'em
But you sure can't control 'em
They have you dealing with six
Going through the emotions

The moral of the story is there ain't one
This is just a tale, take
A look at this picture, i'm tryna paint one
Go into my mind, and see what you'll find
Events that all took place once upon a time
The moral of the story is there ain't one
This is just a tale, take
A look at this picture, i'm tryna paint one
Go into my mind, and see what you'll find
Events that all took place once upon a time

Yeah, niggas, know what I mean
Trife Diesel, Starks Enterprise
Emile on the track
Kryme Life, Tommy Whispers, Theodore Unit
TMF in the house, word up

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