Sns
Yeah
Aye
Tre Five
Hasheesh
Aye
Unh
Young Tre appear on the scene
I be clean everyday I be steamin a jay
I pullup real slow so they see me okay
And I skirt off real fast like I'm getting away
Young Tre but my money old
Money so old it grew mold
Nigga you lame and you know
Lets just keep that shit on hold
I play my cards I don't fold
Who is this clown I don't know
Pack up your shit you should go
For this shit get physical
For this shit get out control
For this shit get outta hand
Nigga im chief in command
My shooters shoot on command
Nigga you don't understand
Gettin the money my plan
I don't need pencil or pen
To write down what I be sayin
Im in a whole different league
Getting my wants and my needs
Get me some blunts and some trees
And ill make a hunnid of these
I always wanted to rap
But that's still not my plan A
But if I make it in rap
Then nigga what can I say
I can keep going all day
I can keep going all night
Thats why your bitch call on me
When she want someone to pipe
I do whatever I like
Dont give a fuck bout police
I wake up mad not polite
Don't even care bout the price
I'll make it back in one night
And that's how I do it
Smoke me a blunt
Then make me some music
Aye
Tre Five
Hasheesh
Aye
Unh
Young Tre appear on the scene
I be clean everyday I be steamin a jay
I pullup real slow so they see me okay
And I skirt off real fast like I'm getting away
Young Tre but my money old
Money so old it grew mold
Nigga you lame and you know
Lets just keep that shit on hold
I play my cards I don't fold
Who is this clown I don't know
Pack up your shit you should go
For this shit get physical
For this shit get out control
For this shit get outta hand
Nigga im chief in command
My shooters shoot on command
Nigga you don't understand
Gettin the money my plan
I don't need pencil or pen
To write down what I be sayin
Im in a whole different league
Getting my wants and my needs
Get me some blunts and some trees
And ill make a hunnid of these
I always wanted to rap
But that's still not my plan A
But if I make it in rap
Then nigga what can I say
I can keep going all day
I can keep going all night
Thats why your bitch call on me
When she want someone to pipe
I do whatever I like
Dont give a fuck bout police
I wake up mad not polite
Don't even care bout the price
I'll make it back in one night
And that's how I do it
Smoke me a blunt
Then make me some music
Credits
Writer(s): Trevon Rascoe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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