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Chorus (Yung Joc)
Serve them birds tote K's
Cheverolet's on top of blades
All of us got throw aways
Bustin' out the Escalade
Bustin' out the Escalade
Bust-bustin' out the Escalade
Bustin' out the Escalade
All of us got throw awaysVerse 1 (Yung Joc)
Whole lotta n****z got a lot to say
Save your breath or state your case
Speak your mind or be on your way
Ain't got time for the games you play
Every n***a in my squad got a strap
Grind hard to put the block on the map
If the city ain't sellin'
And the people ain't yellin'
I'm tellin' ya I'm goin' back hard in the trap

Hustlenomics all I know
Flip that money stack that doe
Think your funny slap that hoe
Take his money text that hoe
Yeah I said it I'll say it again
When I play it I play it to win
Choppa chop of all your limbs
Doc' it ain't no savin' himChorus (Yung Joc)Verse 2 (Trae)
N****z mad but I'm here for the crown
All walk a** n****z betta lay the f*** down
Homie I'm the king when it come to these streets
You don't wanna go there n***a sit the f*** down
Fours get loaded everytime I come 'round
If I take you to the hood you will never get found
When I come out with the K
Everybody better pray
If I bust you can hear it from the other side of town
Get a few of these runnin' at you light fast
Dumb fly a** n****z get dropped to the land
Then I got a few goons on stand for a grand
I'm a a**hole sittin' with a nice set of hands
G for real I put the H on the map
Talk s*** b***h I'ma get a case on that
F*** rap I done put 'em in they place on that
I'm the certified truth goin' off on a trackChorus (Yung Joc)Verse 3 (Gorilla Zoe)
F***in' with a n***a like me get your whole head bust
Cock back I bust
I stay strapped cuz I love that rush
4 point slip when they push your guts n***a
Head on the pillow you in a coffin
Momma she cryin' your kids they orphans
Ain't no shells cuz n***a we found them
I'm the problem you can't solve him
Cook 'em chop 'em serve 'em shop 'em
We go broke my n***a we robbin'
Eat what we kill why you all play possum
Shop what you want my product's awesome
We stay strapped one five carbon
18 flat and ain't no bargains
Cut my work so we up'ed my margins
It's a drop so yeah I charge 'emChorus (Yung Joc)

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Trae is a Southern rapper from Houston, Texas. With his cousin Z-Ro, he is a part of the underground rap group Screwed Up Click. Trae and Z-Ro, along with Trae's other cousin Dougie D, are the founding members of the group Guerilla Maab.

Trae's trademark is a low, deep, guttural voice. His flow is very fast. In these two areas his style is somewhat reminiscent of Z-Ro's, as well as that of Flesh-N-Bone from Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Trae sometimes, though not always, mixes multiple vocal layers into his songs.

Trae first gained exposure on the Houston rap scene when he appeared on Z-Ro's album Look What You Did to Me. In 2003, he began his solo career with the album Losing Composure. Same Thing Different Day (2004) and the acclaimed Restless (2006) soon followed. Trae is currently signed to Rap-A-Lot Records.

He was featured in a video called Smash Exclusive: Houston Mic Pass with Lil' Flip, Chamillionaire, Chingo Bling, Bun B, Short Dawg, Big Hawk, and Mike D. He also appeared on the official remix of Yung Joc's song "It's Goin' Down", which earned Joc national attention and became one of the biggest mainstream pop hits of 2006.

"Real Talk" was featured on the soundtrack to the video game Madden NFL 07. Trae won an Ozone Award for Patiently Waiting Artist for Texas.

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