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[Kokane & Dogg}]
Oh.......Chassa-dee
{They say Tray is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
the LBC

{They say Tray Deee is a ragy - he's way too crazy}
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say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
the LB....LB
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy - he's way too crazy}

Deee]
What up 'cause? You know aint different on mines
I hit up motherfuckers with that look in my eyes
It's a statement that I'm makin and aint no backtalk
I'm blowin hats off as soon as my gat cough
The last thought you rappin should think
Is you can never get a scratch with Tray Deee on the
On the streets over beef you dont with uno - you know
The general a do low
Admit 'cause I'm wit it I spit it and lit it
timid in my vision I cause tension and thinkin
By my I'm a answer to society's hate
A true rider with the mind - I him outta his way
Fools petty and they ready comin with bullshit
A full clip with jewell will hit like a kick
A sure hit is all I'm aiming for I blast
Motherfuckers hit the deck I go in the dash

Snoop Dogg]
Now is the
This is the
To bang back the khakis with the fat lace
is the coast, east is the side
Long Beach is the city where them gangstas
Money brings power, power respect
Disrespect the set I gotsta the tech
This is how it goes and thats how done
2-1 in the land of the fun

[Tray
Niggaz how ya figure that the gon' wait
I came home straight from the pen to your place
no chase this paper comin soon as I post up
And watch the victom's clock and catch him choppin his up
Fuck the his host up stripped, and roped up
Take the whole cut and he be negotiative
I'm ruthless I shoot and bloods alike
Thug for life - come and the slug tonight
mental frame feel no shame or pitty
Since the is shitty I gotsta bang the city
Trippin gangstas so I the terroristical heat
strap jacket mack to reach the tinted to peep
This is the beach now any nigga got a
Kobe eatin what he speakin he cant get the muzzle
Struggle hard for my title and to hold it
You want it? all invitations open

[Tray
I take old B's put 'em in the street
Then thats seven more busta's who they got heat
And then it takes more C's before I start to reach
Then thats 2-1 for the set now lets stretch out in the
Deee never do it easy fool so dont expect it
Niggas get checked and sets disrespected
No question I'm all you thought that you was
you ran across the boss and now you coughin up blood
Shoot first fools curse before kick up dust
Clip gon' bust then gonna have to pick loc up
All they talkin cause I'm chalkin districts off
Since this loss a purple nigga's me off
Conflict with my get your bitch ass touched
All my comrads back it's as sick as fuck
2-1 till I'm done never run the turf
Check the badge boy we on run get it even worse

[Kokane & Dogg}]
[Kokane mumbling until the
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a baby - he's way too crazy}