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

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

[Tray
What up 'cause? You know aint nothin on mines
When I hit up with that look in my eyes
a statement that I'm makin and aint takin no backtalk
I'm niggaz hats off as soon as my gat cough
The last thought you rappin niggaz should
Is you can never get a scratch with Tray on the beat
On the streets over beef you dont compete uno - you know
The a criminal do low
Admit 'cause I'm wit it I spit it and lit it
Niggaz timid in my vision I cause and thinkin
By my presence I'm a answer to society's
A true rider with the mind - I him outta his way
Fools and they ready steady comin with bullshit
A clip with jewell will hit like a mule kick
A hit is all I'm aiming for when I blast
Motherfuckers hit the deck I go in the dash

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

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

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

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