Trae - Inkredible (Remix) Lyrics
[feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss][Rick Ross:] Trae I see ya, Rose You know what it is My attitude is ***** it, house big as publics? Shoppin is a pleasure, pinky ring a nugget Niggaz like the ride, sip lean out the bucket I lean to the side, white whip Michael Douglass Hard times call for drastic measures I call my dog, he bought a mac 11 40 rounds hollerin where are ya'll at? Nigga dead serious, chopper with a shoulder strap Microphone, Michael? on I know I'm wrong The man up above love for me to sing them poems So sing along, you know the song I sing Bring them things along, I gotta feed the team It's ROSE, I need 100 bottles Yellow *****es, all of them swallow H town, nigga 305 I can move them packs, each and every night[Trae:] Ughh, chyea Triple black panamara? phantom of the streets Quarterbackin bricks on top of these glass cleats All these stones on my my neck and wrist part of the streets Used to... and danger that was part of my? I'm in the hood under surveillance buncha haters watchin Couple choppers out for dinner, failin ain't an option Reclinable seats, invisible ceilings Competition is murder, haters I'm killin ***** a money machine, I don't count it I blow it ***** my money conceited, it look good when I throw it I'm a *****, therefore my temper is reckless I'm the city of Houston, you can tell them it's Texas The king of the streets, somewhere deep with gorillas Behind something that's tinted, ***** you see the gorillas These other dudes yellin truth, they only imitation And when I see them it's ***** 'em minus the penetration[Jadakiss:] Uhuh, yea, uh Were gettin situated, I know you *****es hate it I'm in a new Aston, the one Swiss created I can't give you a dime, but I can get you faded Before you become a member you get initiated A lot of racks, big ice, heavy weapon The hood still love me cause I never left them I distribute it, I get rid of it It's all comin back, every bit of it I'm territorial, it's your memorial But don't feel bad, I'm talkin to all of you This is real shit, and that's nonsense I got AKs, I got Thompsons I got investors, I get sponsors They scared of the crew, I'm with monsters It ain't nothin forsure but we touchin the raw And they gotta let us in or we rushin the door
