Trae - I Do This Lyrics

Let's give 'em something to talk about
This the streets
I do this
This Trae Tha Truth
I do this
Houston, where'd they go?
DJ Khaled
They countin' 3-0-5
We the best music up in here

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Asshole by nature til them bitches remember
I'm a hundred a biller, chain cold as December
Bitch I'm packaging weather, talk and smoke like the winter
If I don't meet that same gorillas uninvited for dinner
Man the jury say f*ck 'em, whoever these niggas who with me
Haters get VIP, send a whole clique, bet your section
Set me up for the automatic, that's at your discretion
Police need guns, them bitches flying with no direction
Realest nigga in it, won't that title nigga take your place?
Yea I'm on that shit that had these niggas tryna break your face
They know I'm a problem in the streets, I never believe in fate
Chopper in this 9 to lift
Have a T, get off the safe
Bid it ain't nothing greater
Ball first, never later
Give 'em half the clique, gilder not AB and relegator
They do what I tell them, I tell them run up inside her
Hater in the hood like a mechanic, flush 'em like a radiator

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I do this (come on)
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real...

They walk in here hundred, by the ball hunter play
Nigga don't want nothing with me, trying to say none of that
Got a problem with me, we you see me we can hammer that
Find out where the cameras at, then we let the hammer splat
Crack dealer, certified track nigga
Rap niggas reg it now where you at nigga?
It's hustle gang, known to let them muzzle thing
Making change on music, movies, cocaine and other things
I don't play with nothing but a long cane
Run up at a big nigga, lay him out the wrong way
Don't play with cyber thug, no matter what my balls say
Well, unless you catch a nigga on a wrong day
Call a bitch, you called a bitch, she with you while you talkin' shit
Run up on you with that 8'er, all you say is oh shit
All of you they keep to deckin' while bustin' that
Fully automati-ti-ti-ti-c, what you lookin' at?

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I do this (come on)
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real...

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