Текст (слова) песни «Trippin'»

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imma eastside nigga and i speak ebonics/if don't speak it chronic then you speakin' on phonics/poppin' off at the lip is gone get ya' ass shot/my crew got rocks,pop locks,drop tops/and you know that i keep the game locked too hot/and if you try to get in my game you gets stopped/im that nigga wit' the iced-out wrist/you kmow i carry 4 clips/everytime i pop the criss/bust the glock never miss/i don't care who you are or where you been/you gone see ya' manz dead when the bullets set in/i got the 4 and the mganum/my wrist stay wit' platinum/and if they try to shoot at me i gots to shoot back at'em/i got heat to squeeze/you know i lov' the cheese/thats why ya' girl suckin' on neez/nigga please/elite street soulja/i thought that i told ya'/while i'm makin' flows that ya' game is gettin' colda'/