Trae Tha Truth - Screwed Up - 1179069 lyrics

Target practice baby. Only thing is I'm not the shooter, Im the bullet, BIAATCH!!! G'd up from the feet up A-B-C D-E-F (Verse 1: Lil Wayne) I'm a G to the end the end of the road B-back in the kitchen at the end of the stove A T looks like we at the end of the O... drop a fo In the 20 ounce call it 24s You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs I get money, f**k wit b**hes that give me mo' Man, you know da game, same sh** different hoes We cut the ears and the tail off, Mickey Mouse... Never been a rat never had em in the house Call me Captain Kangaroo and I got money in my pouch And, I dont mean loose change when i say, money in the couch Im gettin paid thats what I already said Caint see these n***as, like to breath? on these n***as Got a b**h named, Nina and Nina so s*utty Cuz she would do him and every one of his buddies (Hook:) We put them drinks down and pick them tools up And if dude trippin we hit dude up And you ain't sh** if you ain't never been screwed up (x2) We drop the top down and chunk the duece up These 84s would make a hatta put his shoes up And you ain't sh** if you ain't never been screwed up (x2) (Verse 2: Trae) Im in the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas Im gettin money but the fact that im gangsta nevea changes I goy my Locs on waitin on the time to plex (?) 06 Its ABN until I rest it won't be nothin less Yes, Im protected by the neighborhood, I nnever need a vest I know dem hatas talkin, but they ain't sayin nothin I hope they stay inside they place ima continue stuntin My ice tha sh** im probably at a hundred stacks, and runnin I guess Im fly cuz my doors in da air and my trunk is hummin Im still movin slow, my swagga is jus got off da chain Whether in the club, way in da hood Im still gon make it rain Yea, Im tha truth so please address it when you say my name(Trae) Ya try to take it to me, ima try to take it to ya brain (Hook:) We put them drinks down and put them tools up And if dude trippin we hit dude up And you sh** if you ain't never been screwed up (x2) We drop the top down and chunk the duece up These 84s would make a hatta put his shoes up And you ain't sh** if you ain't never been screwed up (x2) (Verse 3: Trae) Its still tha same name new dip, new shoes 50 on da frame so I know I won't loose Sittin so fly doors up when I cruise All eyes on me everytime a n***a move I pop another trunk and show the world Im screwed up They say a different color chain make ya put ya j**els up Say b**h ya betta chill cuz I beat ya dude up Put him on da sideline and have his face bruised up, all screwed up Oh yeah, these diamonds in my mouth show'em I rep tha south They say a thousand dolla b**h got tha top tuken ova Up in these streets Im like a kid cuz I love to get lost And keep packin somethin that love to break a hata off So when it come to this gangsta homey I got it locked And if I put tha drop on tha block, Im unable to stop And when it come to what I do Im tha numba one spot They know I represent fo Screw and H.A.W.K. bangin my music top (Hook:) We put them drinks down and put them tools up And if dude trippin we hit dude up And you sh** if you ain't never been screwed up (x2) We drop the top down and chunk the duece up These 84s would make a hatta put his shoes up And you ain't sh** if you ain't never been screwed up (x2)