Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trae tha Truth Show, artist - Trae Tha Truth. Album song Tha Truth Show, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.02.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle, Trae Tha Truth
Song language: English
Trae tha Truth Show |
Ain’t nothing changed, I still sit watching the time go by |
I’m on a level of my own, cause motherfuckers too fly |
They keep on calling me to stop, but I keep rolling on by |
I ain’t feeling them niggaz vibes, and I’ll be damned if I try |
It’s like I’m rolling by my lone, without my baby brother so I gotta post up It’s A.B.N. |
motherfucker, post up to get a close up |
I’m leaning on the edge, my baby mama got me stressed |
And plexing with me and my money, so I take it as a lesson |
So my attitude, the true definition of nigga fuck you |
I’m strapped up with fifty, gon make niggaz let me done fuck through |
I’m ten seconds from losing my cool, don’t get up on me |
I been fucked over too much, by some of my use to be homies |
I won’t let em see me sweat, cause if they do it’s gon be hell |
I know they praying that they see me fail, wishing I ain’t well |
Lord knows, I been fighting for all my life |
So they know it’s war, and I’m gon get em when the time is right |
Ooooh-oooh-oooooh-ooooh |
Welcome to, the Trae Tha Truth Show |
They try to tell me bout the shit, I’m feeling now-a-days |
Being real is all I know, anything else might be enough to get you blazed |
So I play my position, and stay the fuck out that fake nigga type of shit |
That gangsta false-a-fied, cause they read a fake nigga type of lick |
Even these bitches dirty, I learned not to put my trust in em |
A name with a lil’light, and these bitches’ll let you bust in em They tried to run me rugged, but homie my stat ain’t never slipping |
All I know is pain, and my finer show you that I ain’t tripping |
Yeah bitch I’m heavyweight, and I can’t let em weigh me down |
Niggaz switching up and left the block, but see I’m still around |
If you ain’t ready for the ride, then turn the wheel around |
Plus I got this clip under my belt, with about 38 rounds |
They found my homie dead, murdered in the neighborhood |
The love I had for him can’t justify, it’ll never be good |
It hurt so much some of the time, I don’t know where to go But that’s another episode, and it’s part of the Truth Show |