Testi:
Trae So Gangsta

nigga, fuck you and your ass Punk bitch, I'm a motherfucking Asshole [Hook] I'm so gangsta, I'm so gangsta I'm so gangsta, say homie I'm so gangsta

You and just only you, so your body's what I'ma grab Leave the past in the past, help you hop in my slab This isn't a interview, so there's nothing I

Or amateurs trying, to rhyme against professionals That's not fair, so bitch I dare You, to even think you could do what Cl' do Originar S.L.A.B. rider, coming through Cl'Che, Trae

Rocko) [Hook x2: Rocko] S.L.A.B. beating down your block Your little mama's on my jock She put my c.d. on Jealous niggas started hating my song [Trae

life and cents So motherfuckers better be here no, cause y'all be fucking up my zone So you can go and call your people, and tell em you going home [Hook x2] [Trae

the streets man You ain't doin what you puttin on them records nigga I know yo past nigga, so you can miss me with that bullshit I'm a gangsta this, I

But jealousy and envy, be watching me planning on stopping me Fuck that, I'm a Ridgemont 4 gangsta and I bust back Southsi' for li' Familia, until I'm on my back [Hook] [Trae

that'll make something, act right and stop tripping I'm a gangsta, but I ain't flagging today Cause some of my own niggaz, been plotting to blow me away So

you talk, Guerilla niggaz perfect with aiming I'm bout to lean on the market, trying to leave me for dead Cause all that hopping fire with Trae, will get your bitch ass bled So