Artist: Trae Album: Tha Truth Show Song: It's On Typed by: Lil Hustle (*talking*) Yeah, I know they ain't think I was gon let they ass make it Motherfucker you must be stupid, put your game face on bitch This first and ten, hoe ass niggaz [Trae] Niggaz acting like they forgot, I'm the reason the streets relaxing I brought it back for the hood, to let some real niggaz get action I'm certified with these streets, so why the fuck is niggaz asking I been riding since I was 12, now the fuck you think I'm lasting Watching niggaz turn gangsta daily, cause they practice flashing But talking against the Truth, will have em starving like they fasting I fuck around and come just start up they career, dead then I'm crashing Then have em just looking stupid, till every rapper come pass em Say homie you better watch me, I'll show you how to do this shit And tell them two-faces non-rapping ass niggaz, stay off my dick I can't believe these niggaz ego's, that pump em up like they got beef Lord knows if I get started, who the fuck can they get to stop me This here's a warning shot, niggaz better be on they A-game I'm the leader of the gang, and I'm running with Lil' J mayn I'm only here to win, if I lose then I ain't gon play mayn I'm sick of asking niggaz, who hating and they say mayn Bitches ain't no better, but they got some'ing like they know me They be the first to say they fucking got money, knowing they fony These bitches worst than that gold digger, trying to get all up on me Then they wonder why they five dollar, roaching ass by they lonely I'm here to give em the truth, and reflect em like I'm a mirror And fuck a new set of glasses, I'm helping you see it clearer And if I spit it respect it, cause it ain't getting no realer I been around the hood and back, and I stay posted up with killers These niggaz talking that hot shit, like Restless ain't what they banging Knowing that when they flipping alone, I be what they singing I got the Southwest on my back, so you know I know where you hanging I know you contaminated, I hope you don't call it stinging Even if I never see gold, the streets gon keep me paid off And if I don't see platinum, I'll still never get laid off Now who you think they ride for the trill, if shit didn't break off Decided over here motherfucker, now watch you fade off (*talking*) I think you motherfuckers, picked the wrong nigga On the wrong motherfucking day, on the wrong motherfucking block Now you ass hoping it stop, but shit ain't gon stop nigga You pumped your ass up, to fuck with the Truth nigga I'ma give you the bidness, I can't do nothing less you know what I'm saying This what it is, nigga know this shit go way back with me nigga Holla at the motherfucking O.G. Dinkie, and see what the bidness is This Asshole By Nature nigga, motherfuckers ain't worth no two verses They ain't even worth a chorus, I'm play with ya you know I'm having fun right now, but you piss me off Your ass'll be starving out here nigga, fuck with me