Информация о песне На данной странице вы можете ознакомиться с текстом песни Oh No, исполнителя - Trae Tha Truth. Песня из альбома Losing Composure, в жанре Рэп и хип-хоп
Дата выпуска: 06.11.2003
Возрастные ограничения: 18+
Лейбл звукозаписи: Maab Ent
Язык песни: Английский
Oh No |
I swared we don' told y’all niggaz before |
You must be deaf if you think we ain’t gettin' no |
With the remote screens fallin' trunk do |
Step up in the club starched down but stay flowed |
From that North to the South Pole |
Ron C chop it up, make it slow |
-Check, Look |
The block gets. bled red like a leg in a ant bed |
My twanks make a crippled girl turn her damn head |
Hakim' cause a scene when I drop my screens |
Got more green then mean green sippin' a green cup of lean |
in a green limousine, I impress myself |
Might spit game to a gun just to test myself |
Won’t pour up a fourth |
Sho' I’ll throw up the fourth |
Fa’sho I’ll show up to four |
And bleeh blow up the show |
Whoa!, ice bright man |
Like a night-light man |
Ice white like the head-lights on a white van |
As bright as a white man |
With a light tan |
Ice bright as the skin on Michael Jackson’s right hand, nigga |
Goddamn ohh! I impress myself |
I’m so throwed I need a catchers mit to catch myself |
How much you niggaz wanna bet you’ll never get my wealth |
I’ll rather play a solo game of dice and bet myself |
Whoa hold up Ron C I just dump on me a G |
Lucky me I’m the nigga that wannabe’s wannabe |
i’m tellin' ya, ohh nigga I impress myself |
So many hoes on my dick I gotta stretch my belt |
Nigga ya better go handcuff ya honey real quick |
My lips don' touched mo' bigger lips then lipstick |
My car got more butter then a bunch of biscuits |
I get licks while you get dip and get dismissed |
I get pissed like I was under missle toe on christmas |
Paul Wall don' got diamonds imported on his dick |
Ron C is using platinum turntables for this mix |
I walk around with a stain that’s bigger then Flip wrist |
Warfare and lick 6 we never ride bareford |
Ride Ac or Jag or maybe a black ford |
Ridin' round with a gat on the damn dashboard |
Oh No!, that boy comin' in through the backdoor |