Lyrics Trinidad James

Trinidad James

$hut Up!!!

We gon' fuck this bitch up

We gon' tear this shit down

(I'm rollin' weed straight off this bitch, nigga)

We gon' fuck this bitch up

We gon' tear this shit down

(Fuckin' 'round with that, nigga)

We gon' fuck this bitch up

We gon' tear this shit down

(A hundred shots to the head, nigga)

We gon' fuck this bitch up

We gon' tear this shit down

(I wouldn't fuck with that, nigga)

AHHHHHHHHHH

But you don't hear me though

Skinny young nigga in the cameo

Doin' big runs at the liquor store

AHHHHHHHHHH

Let me in this bitch

Hit the back door, I'm feelin' it

Fresher than a motherfucker, killin' it

Have a little taste of the Black Ace

Lean with the Sprite, turn a little grape

When I'm on the screen with the double O theme

Live a dream, latest beam did a scene

Better duck, better duck when a nigga buck

Shooters at your house, 'bout to light it up

Haven't seen the last niggas in about a month

Kickin' down your door, don't give a fuck

Bounce in this bitch, bounce like you've been to the N.O.

Hookah flavors got these niggas turned into bitches, lil' hoes

And the hood niggas are them to watch

Run up the block, grabbin' that heat from the rocks

And your party like boom!, don't care what your party like boom!

And then we gon' burn the roof

I said fuck it, I went in nigga, and I lost it

I said fuck it, I went in nigga, and I bought it

Security let me through before I act a fool, pussy

Security let me through before I act a fool

Don't pat me down, nigga, I might Pacquiao the next

I say don't even laugh when I'm passin' y'all niggas

I say pull out the strap, and blast for y'all niggas

I say pull out the strap, and blast for your face

I'm a flashy young nigga, I be flexin' on niggas

I say your bitch, she showed me them titties

Her nigga into crime, he say he 'on't like him

I say aww shit, that nigga 'bout to fight