Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tregram , by - Erick Sermon. Release date: 15.02.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tregram |
| Tre! |
| T.R.E. |
| nigga! |
| Rough Drafts, Def Squad, murda nigga! |
| Doc City, D.C.P.G. |
| mu’fucker what’s happenin? |
| You know who yuh ramp wit? |
| Ha ha ha ha! |
| Wooooooo!!! |
| I gotta stop smokin here I go though |
| I’m makin heavy contributions to the crime rate |
| Million dollar dreams can’t explain my mindstate |
| Ain’t no two for fifteen man bring me mine straight |
| Wipin my fingerprints clean off the 38 |
| When I die will I get to see the pearly gates? |
| Or will I suffer, for addin to the murder rates? |
| Mu’fucker I’m a true to life young gun!!! |
| Can’t remember all this shit that I done done!!! |
| All the older niggas used to call me son son |
| Let these mu’fuckers know where you come from |
| I smell food in the air, and I want some |
| Whoever dare try to stop me catch a dump dump |
| Collapsed lung tell the ambulance please come |
| Can’t do shit but stick a fork in him, he’s done |
| Wrap him up and whoever there back him up |
| Everyday I get drunk smoke a couple blunts |
| Fuck y’all soft niggas that only been in trouble once |
| You tryin to start sum’n, I’m a give you what you want |
| You Forrest Gump ass chump ass young punks |
| It’s 4th down mu’fucker, and you better punt! |
| I’m like whatever y’all, I give a double fuck, double glocks |
| Tough to get your double bucks |
| Jump out their like it’s double dutch and get your butt deleted |
| You succeeded in your trouble huh? |
| Perceive to get your bubble bust and I’m not talkin Bubble Yum you dumb or |
| sum’n?! |
| Well is you? |
| Nigga you must not know about the shit I’ve been through |
| My credentials, my business ventures |
| And all them residental areas where the businessmen carry pistols |
| Get high during business hours and rob you in business hours |
| Well did you? |
| I know you didn’t if you did we wouldn’t have an issue |
| My niggas official can’t you tell?! |
| Well can you? |
| And did I mention fuck police and politicians! |
| And all y’all bitch niggas snitchin can go to hell! |
| That being said I’m on a mission for this bread |
| Keep family fed If I got to shoot the head nigga then head |
| TRE represent this district niggas murdaland |
| All my dread partners down in St. Thomas whattup bredren?! |
| Murdagram Mr. D.C. murdaland man |
| Spot my target pull the hand cannon from my pants |
| Cock and pop it then I drop it in my pocket |
| Got 'em leanin got 'em rockin while I do the murdaman dance |
| Change of plans you won’t make it home tonight yo (NOPE) |
| That’s your ass go and walk towards the light yo (Yep) |
| Weatherman said it might rain bring your coat |
| You couldn’t predict these bullets blazin at your ass though (Nah) |
| 'Cause ain’t no umbrella fittin to start my gun better |
| Run young fella run young fella run! |
| (RUN!!!) |
| But when I want ya I’m a come get ya |
| Let the doctor undress ya blood pressure droppin now he done (Now he done) |
| Got him a ray of guns Mr. blackmatic |
| I’m a pro hitter 357's my battin average call the hole digger |
| No nigga 'gon survive the fo' when they flip |
| Wrap they ass up in white sheet and toe ribbon |
| Then send him home Merry Christmas (Tre you shouldn’t have) |
| Don’t even mention it he been knew he was gettin this |
| So I don’t know why he looked shocked when I showed up at his tenement |
| He had his death wish man I was just 'gon fill him in |
| Death was eminent an unfortunate incident |
| Nobody snitches or I will be forced to kill again |
| (NO IT’S HIM AGAIN!) Many many men |
| Flyin out the mac milli milli mac millin ten that’s a wrap! |
| And this ain’t just Rap City, city say your prayers |
| 'Cause you 'bout to be lookin like Sponge Bob’s square pants |
| Shoot rounds and rounds like a square dance |
| Put you in the clouds with The Care Bears nigga! |
| Why you cryin there there what you mean play fair? |
| Take them tears, with you to hell and see if they care |
| (NOBODY CARE!) 'Cause I don’t give a damn I don’t give a fuck! |
| And as bad as that sound I don’t give a fuck (Give a fuck!!!) |