Dead Man
We gone slide on his block
We don't run from the opps
And they call me Trill Trey we gone shoot at the cops
If that nigga keep dissing his body gone drop
TGE be the gang and my nigga's on top
I hang with the gang all we got is each other
If he speaking on me he gone be like his brother
I came from the hood bitch I came from the gutta
I'ma young ass nigga might fuck on your mother
They know I got bodies lil bitch I ain't sorry
If you speak on we gone put you with Bari
I call up the gang we pull up in a rari
And they know about me look me up on safari
We gone spin on his block like a CD
And they mad cause they see me on TV
Or is it cause they wanna be me
I'm John Cena you nigga's can't see me
Man fuck that lil hoe
She know that Trill Trey gonna blow
How you rich but you ain't got no dough
You know what it is is
You know we gone give em the biz
Bitch go check up on yo lil kids
Trill Trey for real, you know that im gone kill
One day gone touch a mill, we used to steal
She only wanna hang because I gotta deal
If you speaking on me you gone end like your brother
Fuck lil Bari and Fuck Cee Kutta
I'll kill your daddy and kill your mother
And I'll call Double K, we gone slide for each other
You told ole girl to call that nigga
But when we pop out we be pulling them trigger's
And I don't give a fuck if my name getting bigger
They know I'm a killer boy how do you figure
We gone slide on his block we don't change lanes
And I call Double K and he gang bang
And me and Lil E on that same thang
If you play with the gang we gone bang bang
Where your brother? That nigga a dead bitch
Lil Bari got shot in the head bitch
Trill Trey we gone knock off your dreads bitch
I ain't stutter you heard what I said bitch
We gone slide on his block
We don't run from the opps
And they call me Trill Trey we gone shoot at the cops
If that nigga keep dissing his body gone drop
TGE be the gang and my nigga's on top
I hang with the gang all we got is each other
If he speaking on me he gone be like his brother
I came from the hood bitch I came from the gutta
I'ma young ass nigga might fuck on your mother
They know I got bodies lil bitch I ain't sorry
If you speak on we gone put you with Bari
I call up the gang we pull up in a rari
And they know about me look me up on safari
We gone spin on his block like a CD
And they mad cause they see me on TV
Or is it cause they wanna be me
I'm John Cena you nigga's can't see me
We don't run from the opps
And they call me Trill Trey we gone shoot at the cops
If that nigga keep dissing his body gone drop
TGE be the gang and my nigga's on top
I hang with the gang all we got is each other
If he speaking on me he gone be like his brother
I came from the hood bitch I came from the gutta
I'ma young ass nigga might fuck on your mother
They know I got bodies lil bitch I ain't sorry
If you speak on we gone put you with Bari
I call up the gang we pull up in a rari
And they know about me look me up on safari
We gone spin on his block like a CD
And they mad cause they see me on TV
Or is it cause they wanna be me
I'm John Cena you nigga's can't see me
Man fuck that lil hoe
She know that Trill Trey gonna blow
How you rich but you ain't got no dough
You know what it is is
You know we gone give em the biz
Bitch go check up on yo lil kids
Trill Trey for real, you know that im gone kill
One day gone touch a mill, we used to steal
She only wanna hang because I gotta deal
If you speaking on me you gone end like your brother
Fuck lil Bari and Fuck Cee Kutta
I'll kill your daddy and kill your mother
And I'll call Double K, we gone slide for each other
You told ole girl to call that nigga
But when we pop out we be pulling them trigger's
And I don't give a fuck if my name getting bigger
They know I'm a killer boy how do you figure
We gone slide on his block we don't change lanes
And I call Double K and he gang bang
And me and Lil E on that same thang
If you play with the gang we gone bang bang
Where your brother? That nigga a dead bitch
Lil Bari got shot in the head bitch
Trill Trey we gone knock off your dreads bitch
I ain't stutter you heard what I said bitch
We gone slide on his block
We don't run from the opps
And they call me Trill Trey we gone shoot at the cops
If that nigga keep dissing his body gone drop
TGE be the gang and my nigga's on top
I hang with the gang all we got is each other
If he speaking on me he gone be like his brother
I came from the hood bitch I came from the gutta
I'ma young ass nigga might fuck on your mother
They know I got bodies lil bitch I ain't sorry
If you speak on we gone put you with Bari
I call up the gang we pull up in a rari
And they know about me look me up on safari
We gone spin on his block like a CD
And they mad cause they see me on TV
Or is it cause they wanna be me
I'm John Cena you nigga's can't see me
Credits
Writer(s): Trill Trey
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