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They put a white face on our Jesus and Hell has pledged AllegianceInfect us with diseases, for stressing weeks they feed usTeaching their history and dirty shit they did to meand guarantee a PhD will truly set a nigga freeBut use computers just to lose us in the meaningcreating more confusion just to take the place of humansAssume that we just stupid when the truth is in the musicJust review what you will see before the unions' moving unitsAdding flava to the state of entertainment, getting famousWhy you hating, waiting, stanking, sading taking us to HaitiesStop watch and listen,listen,pierce in this s'simply sent for me to spit to get some sense into this verbal scriptureAin't no way to circumvent the purposes been writtenand we'll never know the end and know exactly what we're spendingSpinning in a cycle of survival or the fittest"Hard Timez on Planet Earth" and this is only the beginning!If this ain't lyricist...LOL at Cassidy, Papoose, Domination, Fabolous, Joe Budden & Juelz Santana... Not even close!!!!!!!!!!!!
I always like this track , it was a banger back when this album came outSnoop Dogg]Yeah man, let me holla at my nephew Tray-DeeeNephew, I can't believe these motherfucking stupid ass bitches manI done told em time and time and time againWell I guess they don't hear meSo uh, why don't you let me knowMatter fact let them know how you feel about these motherfucking hoes[Tray Dee]I can't explain how I came across the game I gotMore likely from parlayin with these things a lotBe on the gangsters jocks, soon as they spot that you clockin'These snakes'll plot, and then be all in your pocketsDroppin little hints 'bout they rents and billsWhen you tell em you can't help em wanna twist they grillsLike you owe em once you show em that you're interestedWhen they knowin you be wantin just to hit and digI aint got shit to give, but hard dick and conversationAnd talkin end, when I commit the penetrationI toss at them, if it was proper we could kick itWhen we cross again, but you know aint no commitmentI want ya when I need ya, and that's the procedureI call you and fall through, strictly at leisureAnd only keep ya, until you start to cost meThen I reverse the game til ya back up off meKill em softlyHOOK:Bitches ain't shit, I said it before, and I say it again, Tray DeeeBitches ain't shit, they only fuckin with your homiesCuz they know you got a gripBitches ain't shit, I said it before, and I'ma say it again, Tray-DeeeBitches ain't shit, they only fuckin with your homiesCuz they know you got a grip[Tray Deee over Hook]I done peeped these knucleheads all ?? doggThese bitches on the gold rushThis aint 1849 quit that pan handling hoeThis '99, you tryin to get yours, but I need all mineYou knowhatimsayin?[Tray Dee]I keep the energy caught her eyein me downBack when she first started hangin aroundIn Long Beach got real deep on some real G sexSo you got served bitch now what's nextI ride on the side while we slide in my broomOld goons can't get with the ?foon?Naw I'm on another level, let's get in your shitBlowin herb while we swerve and we spend your chipsDrain me and take me to the finest spotsOut the dinin shop and buy me diamond rocksIt's a privilege to get the dick and fuck wit meKnowin the whole way I roll is in luxuryI'm a major type of player out for ruling the gameEvery line I design is for schoolin a dameWhen I approach I let 'em know it's all money and sexBut I gotta be blessed before we make 'em connect[Tray Dee over Hook]I check a bitch as quick as Goldie the macAnd keep them quarter sacks and holdin my strapsI only want what's in the middle of they lapsAnd plus I hump before I get 'em for they snaps(repeat)[Tray Dee]I can't conceive spendin cheese just to please a broadWhen eventually intentions be to leave 'em allIn the minus, no matter if they the finestThen recognize the price come with rollin with ridersYou can't expect to step up in my companyAnd we just fuck for free, and you not touchin meWith some fine ass why chance gettin involvedAnd be callin me a dogg after hittin them drawsI'm out to ball, so keep all emotions in checkAnd don't be tryin to test what you're sure to regretThinkin you gon be sinkin up inside my profitsBitch you got twist but you needs to stop itI'm cold on the hold like the frozen snowFor my dough unless we both tryin to make it growI think you know, my bank be mo', than us kickin itWhat's mine is mine, but what's yours we splittin it[Tray Deee]I got three questions for a bitch thoughWhere mines at, what's takin you so long to kick it inAnd how long this gon take you to get me some more hoesYou know...
Quote from: PLANT on August 14, 2006, 06:27:50 PMI always like this track , it was a banger back when this album came outSnoop Dogg]Yeah man, let me holla at my nephew Tray-DeeeNephew, I can't believe these motherfucking stupid ass bitches manI done told em time and time and time againWell I guess they don't hear meSo uh, why don't you let me knowMatter fact let them know how you feel about these motherfucking hoes[Tray Dee]I can't explain how I came across the game I gotMore likely from parlayin with these things a lotBe on the gangsters jocks, soon as they spot that you clockin'These snakes'll plot, and then be all in your pocketsDroppin little hints 'bout they rents and billsWhen you tell em you can't help em wanna twist they grillsLike you owe em once you show em that you're interestedWhen they knowin you be wantin just to hit and digI aint got shit to give, but hard dick and conversationAnd talkin end, when I commit the penetrationI toss at them, if it was proper we could kick itWhen we cross again, but you know aint no commitmentI want ya when I need ya, and that's the procedureI call you and fall through, strictly at leisureAnd only keep ya, until you start to cost meThen I reverse the game til ya back up off meKill em softlyHOOK:Bitches ain't shit, I said it before, and I say it again, Tray DeeeBitches ain't shit, they only fuckin with your homiesCuz they know you got a gripBitches ain't shit, I said it before, and I'ma say it again, Tray-DeeeBitches ain't shit, they only fuckin with your homiesCuz they know you got a grip[Tray Deee over Hook]I done peeped these knucleheads all ?? doggThese bitches on the gold rushThis aint 1849 quit that pan handling hoeThis '99, you tryin to get yours, but I need all mineYou knowhatimsayin?[Tray Dee]I keep the energy caught her eyein me downBack when she first started hangin aroundIn Long Beach got real deep on some real G sexSo you got served bitch now what's nextI ride on the side while we slide in my broomOld goons can't get with the ?foon?Naw I'm on another level, let's get in your shitBlowin herb while we swerve and we spend your chipsDrain me and take me to the finest spotsOut the dinin shop and buy me diamond rocksIt's a privilege to get the dick and fuck wit meKnowin the whole way I roll is in luxuryI'm a major type of player out for ruling the gameEvery line I design is for schoolin a dameWhen I approach I let 'em know it's all money and sexBut I gotta be blessed before we make 'em connect[Tray Dee over Hook]I check a bitch as quick as Goldie the macAnd keep them quarter sacks and holdin my strapsI only want what's in the middle of they lapsAnd plus I hump before I get 'em for they snaps(repeat)[Tray Dee]I can't conceive spendin cheese just to please a broadWhen eventually intentions be to leave 'em allIn the minus, no matter if they the finestThen recognize the price come with rollin with ridersYou can't expect to step up in my companyAnd we just fuck for free, and you not touchin meWith some fine ass why chance gettin involvedAnd be callin me a dogg after hittin them drawsI'm out to ball, so keep all emotions in checkAnd don't be tryin to test what you're sure to regretThinkin you gon be sinkin up inside my profitsBitch you got twist but you needs to stop itI'm cold on the hold like the frozen snowFor my dough unless we both tryin to make it growI think you know, my bank be mo', than us kickin itWhat's mine is mine, but what's yours we splittin it[Tray Deee]I got three questions for a bitch thoughWhere mines at, what's takin you so long to kick it inAnd how long this gon take you to get me some more hoesYou know... when it comes to BATTLING like homie said Juelz would shit on Tray Dee. Tray Dee is gangsta though and makes really good songs, but he aint no battle rapper, but he doesnt have to be..he always spits nicely, so smooth, never really metaphorical, but always good. Lets just say Tray Dee dont drop wack verses...But people that keep laughing at Joe Budden...How many songs have you really heard? Cuz he is one hell of a songwriter....