- David Banner So Trill 歌詞
- David Banner
- Artist: David
Banner Song:
So Trill Album:
Mississippi:
The Album
Bread and water..
This what it comes down to [Verse 1]
I remember when these kids got killed up in
Pearl Is it the end of the world?
Grown men acting like bitches
Bitches actin like men, and its all good
As long as all these records keep sellin
Niggaz time cut so these snitches keep tellin
Yall know it aint right..
And I aint bending for these hoes
Is this the part when my
God comes back and starts throwin elbows?
Man these children gone astray, and no daddies in the home
So they turn to gun play, or they just turn gay
Half-bit like they rich broke, niggaz swisha sweet
So I sit, in a lac and just smoke,stayin down in the street
Vernon Dixon?
Georgetown in the hills
The subs and the boys in
Hattiesburg so trill
The delta and coast, the queens is what
I boast But these kids in the south is what a nigga love the most {
Bridge} Damn, the kids is what a nigga loves most
Fuck, so trill.. [ Hook 2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how
I feel And scream to the lord its so trill (so trill)
Its hard in the south when you try to stack a mill
And scream to the lord its so trill (so trill) [Verse 2]
I remember when the twin towers fell
Did the boys in the
G know, or just didnt tell?
I aint forgot about
Gore, and them trick ass ballots
Numbers tossed around in the mix like a salad
Or a bird in the
Bush Or a brother up in office tryna give a big push
Yall dont try to praise
God now He been watchin from the jump, ima crunk
Quick to pull the sawed pump , skull and bones yall can kill me
Ima G, and the world is gon feel me
Bet you neva thought the truth would come straight from the middle of
Mississippi
So P-Boy keep pushin ..
We some big ones,life would street, man we all on a mission [Hook 2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how
I feel And scream to the lord its so trill (so trill)
Its hard in the south when you try to stack a mill
And scream to the lord its so trill (so trill) [Verse 3]
This for my boys in the pen and my thugs on the county farms
If its war then
I swear im gonna raise them arms
And come and getcha, send me a kite...
And I promise that
Ill write ya back or smoke a fat sack in ya name
I aint no bitch or no hoe or no trick
Tryna ride a nigga dick just to make a quick hit
I aint writin love songs for prissy bitches
I make songs for the queens who lost sight in the hood
Mayne i made some bullshit but its good
And if ya see me then you see this shit across my chest
I pray to
God, let my spirit do the rest
I pray to
God, let my spirit do the rest [Hook until fade]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how
I feel And scream to the lord its so trill (so trill)
Its hard in the south when you try to stack a mill
And scream to the lord its so trill (so trill)
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