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letra de what gon do? - t-real

so what you gon do for that sack and you down on ya back and you stuck in a bind. i am just like muhammad, i coming out swinging i put my life on the line. you say that you rapping you trapping you cappin you really don’t be on ya grind. i am mixing the yellow and purple, i am feeling like kobe when he in his prime. these n-ggas and b-tches be tripping, you know they do anything for the vine

leave my haters sick when i pull-up my whip doing tricks like i am optimus prime. i am sipping on purple, i am rolling up purple like i picked it straight off the vine

she don’t f-ck with you cuz she know i’m the type put all these b-tches in line. this ain’t an audition this ain’t a contest but i do got em waiting in line. and best believe if she slide with a p then i got her paying a fine. see we matching up 4s and pouring up 8s, you still going half on a line, that’s like committing a crime. we blow that tree by the pine and we gon scoot up in the dead if we catch you playing around. in the words of the snowman trap man dead so ain’t no laying around. and we gon slide where we crip and you sleep and we ain’t making a sound. like roddy rich coming straight out the box and we get it we breaking it down. the sh-t on my body you know you can’t get cuz this exclusive design. everything i rock you know is exquisite its gotta be top of the line. if she don’t act right while she on my team then she getting cut from the line. didn’t f-ck with me when i was dieing but they keep blowing my line

so what you gon do for that sack and you down on ya back and you stuck in a bind. i am just like muhammad, i coming out swinging i put my life on the line. you say that you rapping, you capping you really don’t be on your grind. i am mixing the yellow and purple, i am feeling like kobe when he in his prime. these n-ggas and b-tches be tripping, you know they do anything for the vine. she don’t f-ck with you cuz she know i’m the type put all these b-tches in line

i had to stop sipping, i had to stop smoking cuz it had me stuck in a daze. addicted to grind and she tell me t-real 4 real why you so stuck in yo ways. when you in them trenches and running them streets it feel like you stuck in a maze. when you put in work and put on for your city they end up throwing you shade. see they baller blocking but they cannot stop it i am sharp as a blade. still big pimpin when we spending cheese the haters know we getting paid. when we touch down in l.a. we pick up a pack from the bay. you know i got shooters like klay and they softer then clay

so what you gon do for that sack and you down on ya back and you stuck in a bind. i am just like muhammad, i coming out swinging i put my life on the line. you say that you rapping you trapping you cappin you really don’t be on ya grind . i am mixing the yellow and purple, i am feeling like kobe when he in his prime. these n-ggas and b-tches be tripping, you know they do anything for the vine

- t real

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