Testi:
Trae

tu no estas murio... toda la vida alrededor... Vuelve a mi, por favor y dame una ilusion... Vuelve a mi, dame tu amor quita este dolor... Vuelve a mi, trae

[Hook] Don, Ro and Trae Taking over the rap game, and collecting our change everyday Serious and we don't play, these hoes know we got wind of that hoe

cambiaron los papeles, DEBERES por PLACERES. Dejas otra marca, mas suave a cada paso. Que venga lo que venga, casi preparada, que la vida me ha ensenado, la NADA TRAE

I am in 2011 still screwed up Thrown .. like it is about to be the ? up Fuck the world I swear they fucked my mood up And the recession the people fucking

more we just blow it (We spend it all up) We don't even count the money no more we just throw it And make 'em pick it all up [Trae Tha Truth] Money strapped

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

'll knock him out of his shit It take a Southside nigga, to have power like this And if you ain't pumping for your paper, you ain't talking bout shit [Trae

(Trae) I really miss my dawg I really miss my dawg I really miss my dawg I really miss my dawg I love to run the streets it gives me what i need to

Y'all done made a mistake, you should of never mixed my blood with Trae Them Maab niggaz have arrived, Z-Ro, Boss and Jay [Hook x2] [Trae] You must