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Big Shug & Trumayne - Rap
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Duration: 1:15
Lyrics
(Intro: Big Shug) My son, trumayne (Verse 1: Trumayne) Kid of the year, son of the century When it comes to future, million years you better mention me I'm on the right track, i'm a wiz at math English and science too I always got the fats Young b baller I pull out the stash Some coaches don't know so they hold me back But I'm ready to play like a drama class Hitting you in the post giving you whiplash At the foul line you know I'm cold cash Ya'll can't see me cause you dry ash And all you fake rapper football head stooze I'm 6'4 forteen big young dude And when I'm on the move I blow raps up Foes get tapped out wrapped up and shipped out You tripping cause trumayne slipping I'm jordan at this thing, ya'll scottie pipplen's And i'm ripping, flipping when I'm dunking Keeping the streets funking I'm just too good (Outro: Big Shug) Develop greatness Son of big shug, trumayne The legacy continues Gangstarr foundation goes on
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Credits
- Writers
- Trumayne
- Big Shug