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What's poppin', people? First off, this is TangoMega from The Southern Dialect Fam. I am hate-free... I love this thing called Hiphop, it's been in my blood since I was six. If you're good, I tell you, if you need work, I tell you how you can get better, and if you're cocky and you suck, well... you're cocky and you suck, but I like you until I hate you, smell me? I'm in this to promote the Power of Hiphop, and we just want good music made. I appreciate you checking us out, I will appreciate any feedback, and I'ma let you know ahead of time, I've paid dues, so I got no reason to argue... I know what I'm doing, do you?
Lyrics
Trill Niggas
Written by A. Hall, R. Cole, D. Graham, and T. Jordan
Music by T. Jordan
[Chorus]
Nothing but, the Trill niggas on THIS side
Don't give a fuck, where that nigga reside
He disrespect, I hope he got his man wit' 'em cuz
We gon get him (What?) We gon' get 'em...
Nothing but, the Trill niggas on THIS side
Don't give a fuck, where that nigga reside
He disrespect, I hope he got his man wit' 'em cuz
We gon get him (What?) We gon' get 'em...
What the fuck, this nigga here he ice grillin me
is apparent lil pimpin ain't feeling me
Mad cause I'm in the club pulling the hoes
but they call me P, I'm jus pimping like a nigga suppose
But look here man, don't knock the hustle of a pro
with a snap can get your ass tossed through a fuckin door
Not cause I'm scared or think that you're a threat that inequal
just when that gun claps, don't wanna hit no innocent people
We done been through the beef, been through the drama
before you gets grown, best pause like a comma
I'm the type of nigga who will buy you a drink
But when that beef cook, I make sure yo' ass stay sleep
Cuz I creep, like TLC but niggas can't tell
Cuz when that burner hit you mouth, niggas can't inhale
And Oh well, that's what happens to a bitch-ass nigga that talk shit
We handle it, and leave 'em disfigured...
Im ah be that brave hearted nigga go figure no room for cowardice (what)
and I'm out for power in this shit, no room for tolerance
Best of the best, mad stressed, I'm on some devilish shit
brought up in hell, so I revel in shit
On a day to day basis, high speed chases
Jake blowin up the spot, ditch many cases
faces, stereotypical lookin like me
I gotta have it mo better like I was spike lee
Most likely, it was the cream maybe the bling
that caught a nigga's eye got a nigga thinking of schemes
about 86in my 9 to 5 and flipping cabbage
ice on my wrist sippin cryst livin lavish
had this vision or dream of getting cream
ballin like trump get the pump by any means
necessary I'm legendary see my face in the spotlight
shut me down like orville redenbacher get popped right
[Chorus]
Ay yo, the first time you step up is gonna be your last
cause I'm gonna kidnap your ass and use your socks as a gag
Tie you up with 2 inch tape and pummel your ass
then sit you up in your car and lay a brick on the gas
Trout river bound, clown we don't play round here
we some country muthafuckaz, get you lynched round here
Tie a sign around your neck that says fuck rednecks
and tell you have a nice day, we just dropped you off in Oceanway
Dawg, yall on the low low, we're on the high end
to equal us your're gonna need a 20db boost
Bitch you're fucking loco, off the deep end
trying to be a front runner when you ride the kaboose
Dawg, you don't know, we got it locked in
not a worry here we're puffin' on the twenty twin
You niggaz jacked up, you need to back up
and get the fuck up outta dodge before I bust off 10
If it's said, then I meant it, I compose and I sent it
Tango ain't repentant, got no co-defendant
If you start, then I end it, that's not reccomended
When you buy a wolf ticket, betta watch where you spend it
Ain't got no compassion, like Hulk when I'm smashin'
When I start to smackin' ain't no-body laughing
If you know me, then you know what I'm prepared to do
So gon' and bring it, pussy nigga, I ain't scared of you
See I'ma... son-of-a-bitch, so I run with a pack
Of shark niggas, see 'em circle just before the attack
We snatch arm-leg-leg-arm-head, now ya' dead
Leave you bobbin' like a hooker, and the water is red
We make 'em bleed when we feed, we devouring niggas
SDs Ever-ready, overpowering niggas
We absorb ya' techniques like an enemy skill
With the will to Kill Bill, cuz my niggas is Trill, you betta know....
[Chorus]
