on that same shit CHORUS (Sheek) Lets take it down south but keep it new york. We can push the caddy air force when I walk. Old coupe deville
Akon, Plaaay-N-Skillz yeaahh, yeahhh, [Chorus: Akon] Girl it ain't a lie U got them angel eyes U make me wanna bring out The devil inside The
they feel my pain Make sure my niggas ride for me Or pulling up on the side of me, side of me [Verse 1 - Bun B] Man I'm a real trill nigga, I been out
got this call from the N.Y. It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb And wondered could some trill niggaz
it next the lamp thinkin bout all my trill niggas we lost to Ta champ tears running down my momma eyes and it's the truth plenty nights yo son try but
? Fame, X.O., several drinks of champagne Hustlers in the game tryna maintain, lost ya chain Outta control, we so cold I'm on another level, went head up with the Devil
' so get on flo' Hoe, give me your dough Oh catch the b-b-blow From this forty-fo' Me I be so tr-tr-trill in this c-c-coupe deville So tr-tr-tryin' to
chill Southside Houston Texas won't you tell me how you feel Make another mill, while I pack my steel Breakin' boys off with my freestyle drill Higher than a hill, land of the trill
scarred Y'all boys done played wit some all out kill niggas Jump in hot cars, cut the deck then deal niggas Still niggas for testin' these big lil' niggas Still niggas for messin' with these real trill
If you a thug my nigga be a thug If you sell drugs my nigga then sell drugs If you gonna rap about it be trill about it And don't say shit if you can'
cause I know he got my back Fruck writin' rhymes This is real shit not a track Camouflage in the dark for the ones who act hard The devil on my left
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress My conscience is black and it's strange 'Cause I murdered a bitch and the devil just rushin
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress My conscience is black and it's strange Cause I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just
If you a thug my nigga be a thug If you sell drugs my nigga then sell drugs If you gonna rap about it be trill about it And dont say shit if you can't
so don't you tamp-on me Leave ya R.I.P., bitch this DSGP! You see the horns on my head? nigga you know I'm the devil And I pack heavy metal, WHAT THE
the game tryna maintain, lost ya chain outta control, we so cold (so cold) I'm on another level (another level) Went head up with the devil (with the devil
to told ya Rollin' Seville (Rollin' Seville) Grippin' my steal (Grippin' my steal) My Tahoe real, man, I'm workin' wood wheel Sedan DeVille (Sedan DeVille
in vain 'Cause I put up sum from every sale so all my children can live well Might go to heaven, might go to hell But just put me in woodgrain lane Deville
