Текст песни Trae f Paul Wall and Chamillionaire - Oh No, слова песни Trae f Paul Wall and Chamillionaire

Текст песни Trae f Paul Wall and Chamillionaire - Oh No

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[Hook]Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo` do`Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84`sThink of taking my slab, baby I don`t think soMy heat under my seat, and I don`t love you hoesLiving it like a G, but still I gotta lay lowFive percent or ten, but still my screens gon glowThese haters be in my mix, and these boppers be on my dickEverytime I come round the corner[Paul Wall]I`m from the land of opportunity, in God we trustBut haters in my mix, got me paranoid and disgustI`m scoping out my side mirrors, when my car`s in parkIt`s after dark, and my slab is fresh meat to these sharksBoys thinking I been drinking, so I`m off my noteBut I got seventeen surprises, tucked inside of my coatSee me strut through the parking lot, on 22`s plusIt`s a must I make all haters, eat my dustThem jump-out boys, waiting trying to catch me slippingI ain`t tripping, grain ain`t the only thing that I`m grippingBoys jacking with these tow trucks, thinking they slickBut take a trip to South Lee, and end up in a ditchThey got my purple people eater once, the next dayI bought a Range Rover cash, and a new set of frontsI`ve been on feet for months, I`m taking haters to lunchPaul Wall and Trae, hit em with that one-two punch[Hook][Trae]When I flip in my slabI`m fin to beat they back off, like I was legsSitting low and tinted on chrome, gangstafied till I`m finishedI`m bout to diminish these haters, when my trunk start wavingBlue over gray, side of my drop with six T.V.`s I`m displayingThey hate that I`m shining, with the fifth wheel falling flying down the blockBut if one of these haters, wanna jack meSlugs gon be flying, out the glockI click for no reason, this season my slab is staining they brainAnd I be known for getting reckless in Texas, gripping on grainForever be pimping, 84 tipping all through the SouthGrilling boppers all through my tint, with diamonds all in my mouthThey all in my mouth, looking stupid when I burn right past emCause some of these broads be living shife, and setting up for the jackingBut not today, cause Trae gon be flipping on top of his gameWe guerillas I`m mobbing with, ain`t no stopping me maynWhen I`m in my fo` do` solo, the slab is bound to get tossedAnd if you trying to be competition, then you bound to be getting lost[Hook][Chamillionaire]Now look how your life stares, in a barrel and I swear I wouldn`t let a platinum ghost, jack me in a nightmareI got that paranoia for you, trigga finger gon destroy youAnd if that trigga finger don`t get you, get the number to my lawyerI hold court with Ben Franklin, I talk with my breadSoon as I let him out that briefcase, it`s off with your headCan`t negotiate with the heater either, talk to the leadAnd talk to your head, when it`s finished you`ll walk with the deadI call the police they`ll probably get him, by the end of the weekI call the streets, they gon get him before the end of this treatWith the end of the heat, to set flame to the end of his suiteThe end of his feet, will be poking out the end of a sheetHold up I`m just saying though, has this happened befo` nawBut no law, gon keep these hollows from entering your jawIf it`s my money or my family, or my woman or my carI`m headed to that blood bank, I`m bout to make a withdrawl[Hook][Chamillionaire]When I`m coming round that cornerAll you haters, better get up out of my rangeRun up on me, if you wannaI ain`t gon play no games, at all when I`m taking my aimCause you`re gonna be a gonerYou thinking of taking mine, late night when the 84`s swangI know you niggaz in the game, gotta feel the sameMake a jacker feel the pain, and he can charge it to the gameWhen I`m coming round that cornerHmmmm-mmmm-mmmm-mmm-hm-hm-hmRun up on me, if you wannaHmmmm-mmmm-mmmm-mmm-hm-hm-hmCause you`re gonna be a gonerHmmmm-mmmm-mmmm-mmm-hm-hm-hmI know you niggaz in the game, gotta feel the sameMake a jacker feel the pain, and he can charge it to the game[Hook]

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