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Текст песни Trae f Billy Cook - Stressin Me

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[Hook - 2x]Niggaz be stressing me, niggaz be testing meTaking my kindness for a weakness, in this industryNiggaz be stressing me, trying to get everything for freeKnowing that anything worth having, costs a pretty penny[Billy Cook]I gotta get raw, this time around dogCause motherfuckers, thinking they can push me in the groundJust saying do anything to me, expect to know my peepsSo this song goes out, to those haters who envy meMy point exactly, they ain`t gotta be a platinum songJust as long as you get the message, you hear in this songI got a lovely remedy, for this shitBut in the face or the mind, ghetto platinum hitsWhen you doing something right, niggaz got something bad to saySee I ain`t trying to please, these phony busters anyway[Hook - 2x][Billy Cook]It was some niggaz on there, sure was talking about my hairNow they`re broke, and they`re all what living thereHow you gon let a nigga like me, slip through your fingers yoIt`s kinda like you hit the lotto, then just lost it allSee I`m a ghetto platinum nigga, I`m gon shine this yearY`all can`t stop what God has for me, it`s so crystal clearSo now sit back, relax and enjoy the rideYou had yours on, now it`s Cook and Trae`s timeDon`t start none, won`t be noneDon`t start none, won`t be nooooneDon`t start none, won`t be noneDon`t start none, won`t be none[Hook - 2x][Trae]Still stuck between real and fakeBut I`ma eliminate fake, when I beat the hateI`m on my last leg, and on the verge of clickingAnd these cats ain`t gon learn, till they come up missingNiggaz taking the help, that I give for grantedMe and Cook been wrecking shit, for too longYou better get your ass up, and get your stacks upTrying to roll chop for me, and get you messed upI`m sick and tired, of these wanna be fake typeIndustry hype, all about the limelightLiving life shife, and ride a nigga dick tightBetter go on, cause I`m the real nigga typeAnd I`m squaring it off, till it`s overStress done got me, running out my mindAnd I put it on the line, each and every timeSince they messed up my vibe, now the haters mineIt ain`t no more friends, ain`t no more foesAin`t no more kin folk, and no more hoesJust me and the Maab, and S.L.A.B.And I`ma rep my click, until the curtain closeLord knows, I`m due for earning my crownI done waited my time, and now it`s going downTrae and Billy Cook, Stress the remixLife in the street niggaz, better move around[Billy Cook]I ain`t trying to start nothing, ya`ll can feel fa shoI keeps it real can you tell, by the way I spit it yoThis is the first and last time, thugging on a negative vibeI shoulda done these writing songs, are going ninety wideYou think I`m talking about you, if the shoe fit wear it dogYou done pissed me off, this was the last strawYou whack producers who think, your tracks are the bombI thought you knew you need a platinum, wasn`t a real songI can go on and on, while all while sealing the flowSee all you niggaz really need me, but you don`t hear me though[Hook - 2x](Billy Cook)Yeah, hey yeeeeahTrae help me out, Trae help me outThe Maab, yeeeeah BMG 1965The click, the squad, help me outOooo-oooooh, weeeellThese niggaz don`t want none

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