Trajik - '96 Flow

Lets do this shit GG
Yeah Yeah
(Leave that on the track)
I came to bring the pain!
I'm on that thug shit
On that Pac shit
On that Biggie ready to die shit
Yeah that fly shit
Straight out the cockpits
I spit
Nothing but hot shit
It be toxic
The streets yeah
Got em T'd up like a mosh pit
The block lit
We gone pop shit
Niggas hate but cant stop shit
Got no profits
They gossip
Like a thot bitch
With empty pockets
Always price but never cop shit
That just non cents
Make me pull up with them chop sticks
Start to drop shit
In all black like i'm gothic
Smokin tropic
Rollin out the turkey bag
No muthafuckin rookie
And we smokin head band
This ain't no muthafuckin cookie
93 gas nigga!
I cant fuck with you if that shit you smoke is brown
I got purple in my swisher what the fuck is that
I'm bout to dig in these niggas chest
Ima shark in the game
You look like food homie
And i got yo bitch
Her pussy wet she just oozed on me
Man i'm feelin like a smurf so many blues on me
Murder on my mind when I smurk
Know that tool on me
I got two on me
Bet not snooze on me
I'm one cold muthafucka like the flu on me
I aint countin you this one for the true only
I'm a eat with who I starved with ain't no new homies
All my niggas out the sand box
Servin fire fire dope til my hand hot
Yeah trappin like a fool goin ham chops
Buddy say its beef got his land mopped
His mans shot
Welcome to that traptown aye!
It aint where you from its where you at now
And I'm the man in my city fasho dat
Bigger than the mayor thats no cap

Written by:
Donovan Short

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