Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Six Tray, artist - Freestyle Fellowship. Album song Innercity Griots, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1992
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Six Tray |
| Six tray… |
| Six tray… |
| No joke |
| Six tray, well hey, what do you say today? |
| Some ol' silly ass fools I’ll spray |
| Now I wanna cruise some schools |
| Like what you can, be cool |
| Fast up Texas teen fool |
| Blue eyed devil killer |
| Black man, a nine millimeter |
| In a presidents residence false evidence is evident |
| Black six tray, who |
| Out of shape, out of date girls |
| Nigga’s way cool |
| Six tray, well hey, what do you say today? |
| Some ol' silly ass fools I’ll spray |
| Hittin' switches on Crenshaw |
| Let me tell you what I saw |
| Had a fight, hit a nigga, socked him in the jaw |
| Now my head is swolled, damn this waters cold |
| Maybe I shouldn’t have attacked |
| Nah, fuck that |
| Six tray |
| We can cruisin' in my six tray (x2) |
| G, it all started at birth |
| I wanted to see how much my hood was worth |
| Was born to be a child of voodoo |
| Do as I do, follow and move you |
| To the rhythm blues with a blue-r curse |
| Sunken in rib cage, a point blank range |
| Blow from a twelve gage, better get him a nurse |
| Split second too late, brown hearse |
| Right door second, left door first |
| I noticed my flaw in a plan |
| Everything was rehearsed |
| Two knocks on the door, but they did everything twice |
| Received the device, two pairs of latex gloves |
| A scalpel, a rich knife |
| Looked at each other and said let’s get it on |
| Strapped the body down, checked the temperature |
| To see if it was warm |
| Stick man sculpture on front side |
| Skin splits in two, reveal insides |
| Now it was a homicide |
| As it drove away, I heard bullets ricochet |
| And a hell of a skid marks left from the six tray |
| See 'em off, give me a call |
| And we can roam, we can roll in my six tray |
| All day i ball, give me a call |
| And we can roam, we can roll in my six tray |
| We can go cruisin' in my six tray |
| We can go cruisin' in my six tray |
| Anywhere, anytime, any day |
| We can go cruisin' in my six tray |
| Yo, so if you ever, if you ever |
| See a tray rolled up with the lights out |
| Smoke coming out of the window |
| You better lay the fuck down and run |
| This is a six tray |
| We can go cruisin' in my six tray (x4) |
| Point blank- point blank range |
| Better lay the fuck down and run |
| Blow from a twelve gage, a point blank range |
| There was a sign that said, six tray |
| Blow from a twelve gage, a point blank range |
| Better lay the fuck down and run, this is a six tray |
| Blow from a twelve gage, a point blank range |
| There was a sign that said, this is a six tray |
| Aw shit, I left the radio on |