I can feel it in the air) I can feel it in the air (I can feel it in the air) Oooooh Oooh-I can feel it in the air Ahhhhh yeah (I can feel it in the air
Traduzione: Trae. I Can Feel It.
.K.] I'ma make 'em feel it, like you feel the holy spirit When you hear it you fear it, and your mind can't clear it You hear it, now bob your head You
, I can't hold my head In the FED where they said, I would end up I'm staying high till I fly, I don't give a fuck In the cuts swanging nuts, screaming
(feat. Trae) [talking: Trae] Trae Da Truth Ayyo Cham (Wassup) I think it's time we switch it up for a second Let's get it [Hook: Trae] I'm up early
cold In the streets so I'm takin it slow [Trae:] Uh, yeah I'll tell you my story, I only speak the truth homie It a terrible situation, throwed on the
say (say) Been ready to duck and do it since that MTV with Sway (Sway) I'ma keep it trill (trill), I'ma keep it true (true) I'ma keep on ridin the hard
Getting drunk, while I hit it on the sink In the kitchen and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed sink You can lock the lock, I'm fin to rock the
boy J-Mack [Hook:] It's Texas Fo' Life (I'm on it, I'm on it) Wooooooooooo (I'm on it, I'm on it, I'm on my grind) It's Texas Fo' Life (I'm on it, I'
a menage tois Lyrically, I can't be stopped Niggas can't see me, even if I was 3-D I told you once, and I'ma say it out again S-L-A-B, be raw pimping
inch tires Stayed blowed on dro, when I swang wide Won't catch Dougie in it, if it ain't customized When I slip and I slide, through the streets of Southside
I'm old school, I'll pop the trunk Let niggaz have it, and kill me some punks Just let somebody jump, or step out of line I'ma click-clack cock it back
down And since I shut 'em down, it's best they lay it down [Cl'Che] It ain't nan bitch, can do it like I did it Ain't nan mo'fucker, could screw it
a real bitch on his side like the logo on Hilfiger I'm still with ya like a still picture And can't explain how I feel witcha, how I feel witcha I'm
When I'm going in a rage, a right to wanna pager Think I'm going insane, my mind is untamed With nobody to blame, I feel I can't change And sick of living
I'm gonna make it regardless, what a nigga say And ain't too many niggaz, that'll fuck around with the Trae I'm one of a kind, I stay on the grind I gotta
it I'ma keep it on fire, off of the chain off of the wire Till time has expired, fucking it up till I retire, on da [Chorus] [Chris Ward] I'm from