On Doe, On Phil feat. Trae The Truth

歌詞

[Intro T.I. Talking:] Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas, Sucka ass niggas, slap yo nose off yo face hoe ass nigga. [Verse 1:] I'm big time nigga Yall too small for me And I don't dig yall niggas Stop callin me This ain't a peace sign bitch It mean two to your head You know I'm quick to hitcha potna in the chest With tha chopper and ya boy in the leg Still reppin ATown nigga Uh huh Center Hill what's up Zone 1 Bankhead nigga Tote a gun and ya better vest up You know my niggas quick to hit a nigga chick Quick to hit a lick, quick to run the check up Dope boys we the best of, niggas raise teks up Nigga try to check us, try me Ima bust his ass quick fast ricky bobby Ask his potna what the fuck they wanna do about it, nada Hustle Gang bang green all about a dollar Better hold her hand if you give a shit about her When you bring her around me, all I know I'ma get some head right before I go Got a problem we can handle this shit off top Pull that thang let it pop, cool as a cough drop Hundred on a watch ballin a decade in None of my niggaz fightin unless the rest came in Was a drought off in the city until the jets came in A hundred of them, 21, run it, do it again I ain't got no codefendant just my family and friends And a trunk full of chopper rifles hammers pins Loaded down in an old brown buick sedan Lookin for it on the way to Alabama again, aye [Hook:] On everything I love, nigga put it on something, Put it on Doe Nigga put it on something, Put it on Phil, nigga put it on something, Put it on Doe Nigga put it on something, I'll Put it on Phil, nigga put it on Doe, nigga put it on Doe Nigga put it on Phil, Nigga put it on Phil, Nigga put it on Doe, Nigga put it on Doe Pussy nigga I'm trill, Yes Im Is, put it on Doe, nigga put it on Phil I'll Put it on Phil, I'll put it on Doe, I'll put it on Doe, we can put it on Phil Put it on Phil, Put it on something, nigga put it on Doe, We can put it on Phil Nigga put it Doe, we can put it on Phil, we can put it on Doe, we can put it on Doe, we can put it on Phil [Verse 2: Trae The Truth] King of the streets graduated from the bottom All red whip, looking like somebody shot him Still up in the hood with a sack and a pack 40 cal fully loaded never leaving here without them Real niggaz extinct feelin like somebody got them But I know I gotta do it for the team Hustle Gang nigga If you disrespect that, I'll black the Lac, hop out the back Attack, I do my thang nigga Rappin or not just know aint nothing changed nigga It's fitna get ugly you get up in my range nigga Hustle Gang Asshole, I'm the same nigga That got that fire, aint no way to kill the flame nigga On God, I put it on Clip, I put it on Screw, I put it on Pat I put it on Pimp, I put it on Hawk Got to do it like a G, I know they never coming back Word to Mama C, I'm trill with it for life If I could do it again, I'd come back and do it twice I don't give a fuck about nothing to be precise Have bullets runnin through a nigga crib like they was mice Pussy niggas got me 38 like I was Spice You don't want to see the Truth pissed off I'll shut a whole neighborhood down One light, that's green, you'll know it when the shit kick off nigga [Hook 2:Repeat1] [Verse 3:] Run up on a nigga, what it hittin for Point blank left his brain on the window Had to change, had a stain on my timbos Insane in the brain gone mental Catch me ridin in a range rover rental With some bad bitches wanna chill like a mentos Here's a mental memento, you didn't know You can fit a bird times 12 in Sorento Kia go to Jacksonville Drop it on they ass like I didn't have a deal Still in the trap, keep it real like Madea I'm the rawest in the running It aint hard you can tell All you gotta do, see my garage, look at theirs Look at mine look at theirs And I'll wait my nigga Hey be aware when hate my nigga And you go with me, you going against a great, my nigga Like a great white great ape my nigga Leave piranha marks all on your face my nigga Have your potnas like, God, who done ate my nigga Bring the drama to your mama house with 8,9 niggas In a line, I ain't lyin, I'm a lion I ain't tryin, still I kill everytime On the block walkin roun with a lil Glock 9 And a picture fitna put it on a muhfucka mind, think it's a game, I ain't lyin [Hook 3:Repeat1]