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letra de don't trip (by trip) - shy hype sound

{introduction: dr. dre and easy e from straight outta compton]

dr. dre:
alright you funny, but you see how you said that sh-t, right? like you believe it?
easy e:
yeah i believe that sh-t!
dr.dre:
than say this sh-t like you believe it man, like its a motherf-cking sunday and you cruising down crenshaw in a motherf-cking ’64. come on say that sh-t like you believe it man, like it’s your words, feel that sh-t. stop playing around, loosen the f-ck up! there you go

(1st verse: trip)
don’t trip when i’m k!lling sh-t (uh)
don’t trip when i’m feeling it (uh)
trip likes when you’re feeling it yeah
zero to a million real quick yeah

i see it clear through my lens
f-ck with some b-tches, no snitches, no friends
i hop out the beamer and enter the benz
a party in chi town, you know i’ll attend

most of society knows i’m the best
if you ask all my people, you know they’ll attest
what are you working on? what track is next?
if you hop off my d-ck, then you’ll find out what’s next

back of the line b-tch, in back of the rest
i sit back i’m chilling, with feet in the desk
while she’s sucking my d-ck, and i swear she’s the best
she walks out the room, but i swear i got next

riding round town with the big -ss crew
with the all gold chains, and the fake -ss shoes
walking the path, n-gga walk in my shoes
hop in my building though, take in the view (hf)

you f-ck with drake right? i f-ck with him too
i f-ck with nirvana, i’ll f-ck with u2
don’t trip i’m k!lling this beat and the tunes
shy hype and lawki mixtape coming soon

but don’t trip so…
let me focus on some real sh-t real quick
let me focus on it. alright i got something
trip trip

(2nd verse: trip)
take a look around
everybody’s baby making, everybody’s down
everybody’s tryna be the leaders of the town
everybody stepping on their friends to get the crown

but i’ve never made a sound
watching from behind the curtains let me tear it down
let me bring it back to summer, tell em simmer down
got them all on red alert, i think the time is now
hold up, but my city’s underground
never thought i’d see the day that chi’s a battleground
the mayor taking cover, and the cops just turned around
the backs are f-cking turned, so their bringing out the hounds

but what’s that got to do with me?
say i won’t succeed unless i’m packing heavy heat
meanwhile, n-ggas really ain’t got sh-t to eat
but imma take it south, to a little town called crete

that’s the city that i’m from
1997 is the year that it begun
trying to get up out of here, i got to really run
from the lies, from the ties, from people, all the cries
all the lives, in the hives, all the sinners trying to die
all you hear about is dimes, don’t know sh-t about their lives
packing nines, making rhymes, won’t you read between the lines
let me teach you columbine, i really gotta let it shine

[outro.]
dr. dre:
hey that was dope, e! that sh-t was dope, man! yeah, thats whati’m talking about, man!

- shy hype sound

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