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| Out of shape, out of date girls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