Tony Yayo
Tony Yayo - Make Da Trap Say Aye songtekst
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Ayy ayy ayy ok ok juicy gucci juicy gucci half a brick, half a brick, zaytoven, zaytiggi, ayy ayy ayy ok ok ok ayy ayy so icey entertainment [Over intro: Tony Yayo] Yea, half a brick, yeaaaa G-unit Ayyy, ayyy, okkk, ayyyy Yea, g-unit [Chorus: x2] Quarter Brick, half a brick, Whole brick (Aaay!) Quarter pound, half a pound, Whole pound (Okay!) 100 pillz, 1000 pillz, servin major Weight JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap [Tony Yayo:] Quarter brick, half a brick, whole key and yay Got me in that louie, gucci and that hermeez 200 thousand that's 3 bricks a day 170 real cats the other 30's like flake I'm an og in the a, looking fresh to death I gotta thousand e pills and that crystal meth I got that rose breath, I got them dior feet And we lookin like money on bolter cresh street Yeaaaaaa [Chorus x2] [OJ Da Juiceman:] I'm boomin I'm buggin I'm termin all the Baites Rap game ezy but da dope game gravy Young juice man and my life is the Japerz With stupid fruity crazy swag jumpin in Yo lader Banana donk chevy interior like the Lakers Lebron james wrist when I'm fuckin with Yaper Hit the trap, stay down watch the paper Wake up Boomin out da house and J askin for a Waiter Half a brick whole brick got me buyin jacob Worried still walking in a head of a gator Half a brick whole brick got me buyin jacob Worried still walking in a head of a gator [Chorus x2] [Gucci Mane:] I'm twerkin birds in so we workin Packin a truck stop to train a back in We big flip jug we tote it off the Forklift The way my plug kick ya think he Had a black belt My scale so big big boy can weight It's damn self 2000 pounds of mid I sold dat shit my Damn self Washer full of cash dryer full of X Pillz Red rag in my pocket same color my Vette is My number lower than a ese from texas a Quarter mil in da mail is an investment A sniper rifle like a soldier in the Desert A eagle on me boy I'm known to tote a Desert I sack a ounce up before I sold a Record He won't a brick I told him meet me by The checkers I sack a pound up before I sold a Record He want a bet I told him meet me by The checkers [Chorus x2] [OJ Da Juiceman:] Young juice man God dammit I'm the shit Boomin on the chain working with 50 bricks 1000 pound bail tryna make a mega grill Posted on the cresh with that 4.5 on my hip 34, 34 tuck behind my heel Tell 60 dawg with that extra limb 502 dark dawg with thate extra kid I got that stupid bank cause I got that stupid wheel [Chorus x2] Ayy ayy ayy ok Damn damn say say Dam damn damn juice juice Ey ey ey gucc juice gucc juice