Lyrics Intro - Trouble

Intro - Trouble
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Date of issue: 21.02.2013
Song language: English

Intro

Uh-heh, uh-heh
It’s the return, uh-heh
BT, December 17th baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
BT, It’s the return
Lemme go on and tell y’all in the backseat
All the people ridin' one time
Who the fuck ridin?
The Return of December 17th album, uh-heh
You hearin' that?
I told my partner «pour the lean one time»
Lemme pour that lean up, for real
Pour the lean up, nigga
I’m bout to feed your mind
You ain’t heard of skoob?
Bout feed it to 'em
Tell them niggas put some shit in on this shit though
Hey, put some in, yo
What you got there?
This shit high as fuck
Sixty-five
Sorry we got a minute to go anyway, uh-heh
Uh-heh, uh-heh, uh-heh
Shouts out to all the motherfuckin' bricks, you know
From the one, the two, the three and the four
The five, the six, you know what it is, bitch
Whoo!
Uh-heh, uh-heh, uh-heh
Shouts out to all them big booty freaks
Round, brown, some ride me right now, like
I know Trouble bout get that, I can’t wait
Niggas be goin' be crazy, know what I mean?
And I am, you gon' be disappointed
Shouts out to all my young niggas
Don’t be no dumb niggas, throw ya life away shorty
I’ll tell ya that, so all the folks kind’ve ignore me
But surely I’ma keep goin' for ya
So ride along with the hustla
I’ll tell ya 'bout the struggle
Gotta be full, my friend, ain’t no standin' in the middle
Now look around and see who’s standin' with ya
See who’s standin' around
See who’s sittin' with ya
Tell me who’s sittin' down right now
Yeah, they been gettin' with ya
Was they around that time?
Whoo!
Now let it marinate, no hate
Just for your sake, my partner
And I don’t even know you though
I don’t even know you
Now think about it
Man, this is for you listening to this right now
I don’t even know you, think about it
I’m tellin' you some trill shit though
You out here, hatin' on these folks hustle
Sound like a buster to me, dawg
Word to Skoob
And you out here, hating' on another nigga to a bitch
That what they doin?
Sounds like a buster to me, dawg
Word to Skoob
And you out here, countin' the four pockets
Wantin' the most bucks, for your own profits
Sounds like a buster to me, dawg
Word to Skoob, word to Skoob
Word to Skoob

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