letra de speed by - trehnt, dom, & j-kronic
[hook : trehnt & dom] x2
riding in the whip
i just drove right past ya b-tch
yeah i’m driving stick
my girl want that actavis
blow a bag and sh-t
she just want me im a pimp
ran off with that sack
made a play like running back
doubled up the sack
turned that change into a stack
drum on the bottom
you know we don’t got no mag
[verse 1: trehnt]
tear that p-ssy up, i just saw the aftermath
i’m from mexico, you can and go do the math
pulled up on larry, ayyyyy shout out to masque
snakes on my shoes, yuh, i just got a boo, yuh
pull up with my crew, yuh, it ain’t nothing new, yuh
pulled up in an acura, ooh, my boys they be accurate, ya
my girl she a stallion, ooh, leather like italian, ya
poppin pimples, it ain’t simple, when i jumped in i caused ripples, my girl say my body a temple. make you an example
[verse 2: j-kronic & dom]
new whip, white rims
outer sp-ce, like zim
pull up on her in a black benz
in my own world like a sim
and i swerve your girl you know i’m like a quarterback
i’m a martian n-gg-, i got rockets on my back
rat-a-tat-tat we don’t really bang on wax
you ain’t gang n-gg- you a bl–dy maxi pad
n-gg- it’s on sight, like a 50 mag
different colored diamonds i went flooded on my gl-ss
j-kronic you gone k!ll them i’mma give it back
[verse 3: j-kronic & trehnt]
j-kronic spending racks up on these racks
you my favorite dancer yeah you know i’m throwing stacks
pick you up shift over in your real clothes
get you home bent over wearing no clothes
on your knees, b-tch please
stop begging me you’re acting like a leech
get my keys, bentley
hit the gas and i left you in the street
pull up and alleviate
not standard i deviate
went to school and got the grades
got 50 racks of different shades
steady makin all the plays
i never take a holiday
get you k!lled without a trace
j-kronic what you got to say?
trent, lil gator, had a lot to say
preach truth now it’s my turn to say
pull up loud pipe can’t hear you say
whole pound of loud smoke all d-mn day
your girl want me i let her stay
we rolling papers and blunts today
my girl fast car we riding day
white suit, blue cheese we medicate
we medicate
[hook : trehnt & dom] x2
riding in the whip
i just drove right past ya b-tch
yeah i’m driving stick
my girl want that actavis
blow a bag and sh-t
she just want me im a pimp
ran off with that sack
made a play like running back
doubled up the sack
turned that change into a stack
drum on the bottom
you know we don’t got no mag
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