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It's that, it's that, it's that. Serving birds, toting K's. Chevrolets on top of blades. All of us got throwaways. Busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. Busting, busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. All of us got throwaways. Whole lotta niggas got a lot to say. Save your breath or state your case. Speak your mind or be on your way. 'Cause I ain't got time for the games you Play. Every nigga in my squad got a strap. Grind hard to put the block on the map. If the CD ain't selling and the people ain't Yelling, I'm telling you I'm going back hard in The trap. Hustling money's all I know. Flip that money, stack that dough. Think you're funny? Slap that ho. Take his money, tax that ho. Yeah I said I'll say it again. When I play, I play to win. Chopper chop off all your limbs. Doc, it ain't no saving him. Serving birds, toting K's. Chevrolets on top of blades. All of us got throwaways. Busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. Busting, busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. All of us got throwaways. Niggas mad but I'm here for the crime. All bark-ass niggas better lay the fuck down. Homie I'm the king when it come to these Streets. You don't wanna go there, nigga sit the Fuck down. Boys get loc'd every time I get 'round. If I take it to the hood you Will never get found. When I come out with The K everybody better pray. Bust you can hear it on the other side Of town. Get a few of these, runnin' at You like feds. Aw fly ass niggas get dropped To the land. And I got a few goons On stand for a grand. I'm an asshole sitting With a nine to the hand. G for real, I put the H on that. Talk shit, bitch, I'ma get a case on that. Fuck rap, I'll Put them in they place on that. I'm the Certified truth going off on a track. Serving birds, toting K's. Chevrolets on top of blades. All of us got throwaways. Busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. Busting, busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. All of us got throwaways. Fucking with a nigga like me, get your whole Head bust. Cock back and bust. I stay strapped 'cause I love that rush. Gun points flip and they bust your guts, nigga. Head on a pillow or you in a coffin. Mama she crying, your kids, they orphans. Ain't no shells, this nigga revolve 'em. I'm that problem you can't solve 'em. Cook 'em, chop 'em, serve 'em, shop 'em. We go broke, my nigga we robbing. Eat what we kill while y'all play possum. Shop with your boy, my product's awesome. We stay strapped, one five carbon. 18 flat and it ain't no bargaining. Got that work so I up my margin. This a drop so yeah I charge 'em. Serving birds, toting K's. Chevrolets on top of blades. All of us got throwaways. Busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. Busting, busting out the Escalade. Busting out the Escalade. All of us got throwaways.
Trae tha Truth, Gorilla Zoe, Young Joc — Throwaways
«Throwaways» — Trae tha Truth, Gorilla Zoe, Young Joc. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:31. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
