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Letra : Trenches
(Mario!)
Look
(Pipe that sh*t up, TNT)
From the trenches
Where sh*t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n***as mad that I made it
My n***as stay patient, that's all that we needed to pa** it
Reminiscing 'bout goin' on glides
They talkin' on us, lil' brodie be fiendin' to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
P*ssed off, keep hollow tips in this mag'
I just caught me a opp, it's another one
I remember when [?]
Me and [?] we throwin' on bullets
In field but wasn't givin' n***as pa**es, yeah
like Michael Jackson
Put in that work [?]
Put in that work like [?]
Pop out the cut like we [?]
Now he on the shirt bеcause he was [?]
on the rеgular
My n***as tap, we don't talk on the cellular
they gone
Whenever they see me, they run
By the benches
My n***as is trappin' and handin' out crack
I'm wit' the 'jects and the Rollers, the Apes, and the Maks
If they spinnin', we spinnin' 'em back
Why these lil' n***as capppin'? We be shootin' out they cabs
We be chillin' wit' the ratches, they be chillin' wit' the rats
If you ever double D me, I'ma have to double pack
Got that n***a location, then we took him off the map
Then we took him off the map
From the trenches
Where sh*t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n***as mad that I made it
My n***as stay patient, that's all that we needed to pa** it
Reminiscing 'bout goin' on glides
They talkin' on us, lil' brodie be fiendin' to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
P*ssed off, keep hollow tips in this mag'
I just caught me a opp, it's another one
I remember when [?]
Me and [?] we throwin' on bullets
In field but wasn't givin' n***as pa**es, yeah
like Michael Jackson
Put in that work [?]
Blue diamonds in my Carti' (Carti')
And you know the Rollie presidential ('Dential)
We ain't never gon' beef on the 'Gram
Really in the streets and I'm too influential (Influential)
I got rich, I'm still tuckin' the knockings (Knockings)
No supportin', my .40 essential (Grrt)
Outside I can't roll without conscious (No conscious)
You lil' b*t*hes, gon' f**k what you meant to
I'm back on some sh*t, if he funny, get hit (Get hit)
New opp pack, let's go roll up a spliff
Them boys on me dead, had they chance, it's a miss (They miss)
I don't gotta tell my 'ooter, "Lift" (Don't lift)
And the Floss raised a young n***a (Young n***a)
But Locane gon' ride for the 5th (Feva)
Dead off mud, we ain't pourin' liquor (I ain't pourin' liquor)
Me and Ditta posted wit' the sitch' (Sitch')
Ain't no tellin' stories about catchin' bodies
Know I gotta keep my .40 right beside me
Ain't no tellin' no stories 'bout catchin' no bodies
Know I gotta keep my .40 right beside me
From the trenches
Where sh*t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n***as mad that I made it
My n***as stay patient, that's all that we needed to pa** it
Reminiscing 'bout goin' on glides
They talkin' on us, lil' brodie be fiendin' to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
P*ssed off, keep hollow tips in this mag'
Look
(Pipe that sh*t up, TNT)
From the trenches
Where sh*t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n***as mad that I made it
My n***as stay patient, that's all that we needed to pa** it
Reminiscing 'bout goin' on glides
They talkin' on us, lil' brodie be fiendin' to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
P*ssed off, keep hollow tips in this mag'
I just caught me a opp, it's another one
I remember when [?]
Me and [?] we throwin' on bullets
In field but wasn't givin' n***as pa**es, yeah
like Michael Jackson
Put in that work [?]
Put in that work like [?]
Pop out the cut like we [?]
Now he on the shirt bеcause he was [?]
on the rеgular
My n***as tap, we don't talk on the cellular
they gone
Whenever they see me, they run
By the benches
My n***as is trappin' and handin' out crack
I'm wit' the 'jects and the Rollers, the Apes, and the Maks
If they spinnin', we spinnin' 'em back
Why these lil' n***as capppin'? We be shootin' out they cabs
We be chillin' wit' the ratches, they be chillin' wit' the rats
If you ever double D me, I'ma have to double pack
Got that n***a location, then we took him off the map
Then we took him off the map
From the trenches
Where sh*t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n***as mad that I made it
My n***as stay patient, that's all that we needed to pa** it
Reminiscing 'bout goin' on glides
They talkin' on us, lil' brodie be fiendin' to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
P*ssed off, keep hollow tips in this mag'
I just caught me a opp, it's another one
I remember when [?]
Me and [?] we throwin' on bullets
In field but wasn't givin' n***as pa**es, yeah
like Michael Jackson
Put in that work [?]
Blue diamonds in my Carti' (Carti')
And you know the Rollie presidential ('Dential)
We ain't never gon' beef on the 'Gram
Really in the streets and I'm too influential (Influential)
I got rich, I'm still tuckin' the knockings (Knockings)
No supportin', my .40 essential (Grrt)
Outside I can't roll without conscious (No conscious)
You lil' b*t*hes, gon' f**k what you meant to
I'm back on some sh*t, if he funny, get hit (Get hit)
New opp pack, let's go roll up a spliff
Them boys on me dead, had they chance, it's a miss (They miss)
I don't gotta tell my 'ooter, "Lift" (Don't lift)
And the Floss raised a young n***a (Young n***a)
But Locane gon' ride for the 5th (Feva)
Dead off mud, we ain't pourin' liquor (I ain't pourin' liquor)
Me and Ditta posted wit' the sitch' (Sitch')
Ain't no tellin' stories about catchin' bodies
Know I gotta keep my .40 right beside me
Ain't no tellin' no stories 'bout catchin' no bodies
Know I gotta keep my .40 right beside me
From the trenches
Where sh*t could get sticky, go chase you a bag
Heard n***as mad that I made it
My n***as stay patient, that's all that we needed to pa** it
Reminiscing 'bout goin' on glides
They talkin' on us, lil' brodie be fiendin' to blast
Drift off, shots through his V and he crash
P*ssed off, keep hollow tips in this mag'
