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Lyrics for Trued Up Remix (Real Anthem) by Jayo Felony:
| | | Artist: | Jayo Felony |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Trued Up Remix (Real Anthem) | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 79 | | | | Lyrics: | feat. Baby Skar
[Jayo Felony]
It's how it goes down
Hoodsta style
The Remix
West
Coast killin like that! (One Shot Kill)
Y'all know what's crackin
The whole Roc-A-Fella shut
down!
Enemy's goals come at me foul
I bust 'em in they bowels
For this rag 4 mag,
bitch get shit bag
Watch me hit this fag with sack with this
Till I die "Crip or Cry" Mista
Nice Guy's dead
Is in hood to the heart and his .47 to the head
Think you can scrap? I got
scrap
But see it's only one thing, I got this strap
And they ain't goin for none of
that
Comprehend like "You don't just wanna end your career here"
When the bullet hits your
collarbone you know it's like "Fuck a career"
I drink a ?? to ya soul, muthafucka rich
roll
Hit you and ya man, you slippin, fuck up his stroll
Cuz, and that's just how these
hoodstas roll
Talkin 'bout "Is he a blood or is he crip?"
Nigga I sock that faggot in his
big ass lip
Put a straight jacket on me, cuz I'm throwin a tantrum
And all the crips across
the world y'all gone sing this anthem
[Crip Chorus: Jayo]
We stay trued up! Blued
up!
True fat laces, true blue chucks
We Crippin till we die cuz, and'll shoot you
up
Cock the .38 from the G homie used to shoot up
[Blood Chorus: Baby Star]
We stay
flamed up! Banged up!
Bright red laces, flamed up chucks
It's Piru till we die blood, and'll
shoot you up
Cock the .38 from the G homie used to shoot up
[Baby Star]
Dulo,
get names spit flames
Thought cus Pac laid off ya shit change?
Shit ranged, hell naw they
bit game
Every time ya hit, bitch slang
Bit names, bustin other niggas shit can
You
crossed the line bloo | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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