Lletres:
Trae Oh No

set of fronts I've been on feet for months, I'm taking haters to lunch Paul Wall and Trae, hit em with that one-two punch [Hook] [Trae] When I flip

Traducció: Porta. Oh (Slow loud and bangin).

police report, they feel like a fool It's Paul Wall I'm in this, for counting stacks Evading the car jack, but Trae got my back so haters back-back [Hook] [Trae

quote what I say I'm an H-town nigga from around the way Southside, Ridin' Dirty like I'm UGK Asshole by nature like my name was Trae And I don't gangbang

nigga), but I'm a (lil nigga) Damn though, some of y'all try to bo'gaurd Piss a nigga off and get that ass caught, late night On the backstreets, hollin' oh

manana se compraba con un beso Y que la guerra estaba en venta y que la paz tenia su precio que la politica se viste oro, plata, y lino fino oh oh oooh

todos somos iguales Y cuando vuelve el desaparecido Cada vez que lo trae el pensamiento Como se le habla al desaparecido Con la emocion apretando por dentro, oh

sol, tu hermano trae y nos vigila con la discrecion Lentes de sol tu hermano trae y nos vigila desde un sillon Lentes de sol tu hermano trae y nos vigila

say that gangsta shit, is the shit i rap Look who i attract, look at my inner circle Bunch of street niggas, and a couple Erkles Look at my fanbase! Oh