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letra de put your top down - tre little

[intro]
excuse me
come over here, kids
[?] give him a minute
tre little
uncle tre wanna tell you all a story
sit down right there, be quiet
you ready?
just listen
tre little
let’s go

[verse 1]
this year all artists gon’ get mad, man
tre little stole all their fans, man
and all i did was write a rhyme
[?]
sneaky boy with gun [?] my life’s begun
kickin’, gain a rooster, turn ‘em into boosters
give me your paycheck, this is what i’m used to
the streets raised me, bullets almost grazed me
i hopped the fence, sh-t must be crazy
fair and sweet since i’m a nice guy
i got a treat for you and your wise guys
have that with a little bit of hot sauce
i weave in and out of these like [?]
there it is, oh
there it go, oh
where’s the drum, n-gg-s be slow, oh

[hook]
take your top down, player take your top down
you great player, ride around with your top down
take your top down, player take your top down
you great player, ride around with your top down
take your top down, player take your top down
you great player, ride around with your top down
take your top down, player take your top down
you great player, drop your top now

[verse 2]
standing on the corner like i own the block
i don’t care ‘bout the motherf-cking cops
and i dash and i duck or i hide behind a tree
bet the motherf-ckers never find me
[?]
let me wave my magic wand, poof, [?]
we’ll sell crack in the street [?]
[?]
[?]
tell these n-gg-s yeah i work, so i won’t get hot
stayin’ buzz all day, and all night
and drink, come on, until we all [?]
i’m a gangster n-gg-, a fly n-gg-
whatever you call me, you never kill me, n-gg-
the streets need me, punk take it easy
i let you eat but first i gotta feed family
oh!

[verse 3]
amusenating, the way my music’s playing
dudes complaining, streets grew like houston, texas
the lord’s confession can beat you in the wrong direction
but first [?], please go and count your blessings
tone it down before i go and five the wesson
i’m on it now, the game did advance the level
when beautiful minds like mine can enhance the pressure
i’m not romantic but i serenade my gun, that’s my sh-t
you don’t wanna cheat with my treat
she’s a sl-t, all she like to do is bust
[?], drive fast, about to kick up dust
so photogenic, really you can picture this
so high with a blunt [?]
[?]
witness get killed, boy just for snitchin’
drive fast, top down, baby have a good finish
oh!

- tre little

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