5 Deuce 4 Tre lyrics

In background of hook: {Hey, hey, hey, hey}

[Hook]
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre
Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em)
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre
I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em)
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre
Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em)
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre
I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em)

[Verse 1]
I`m border, grit on that killer
They call it Front Street, nobody know about it
He works the concretes `til it breaks daylight
You see him post up in the cut, how many?
I ain`t servin` nothin` but good products
I broke that wall, work that slang, choke that thang
I`m talkin` `bout `I ain`t dressin``, nothin` but pain
Keep the Cheverolet funked out
I ain`t even try to hitcha `less y`all trunked out
I come through, tear that thang up
Whippin` new grain and he all glassed up
You see us swervin` on some seventeen-nines
Mr. F.F., I`ma stay bright everytime

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Talk a dollar outta dime, drinkin` liquid lime
Pull out sideways and leave these suckas from the line
Over time, like Denteal, seein` green with the grill
Superclean see a gleam through the windsheild

It`s everyday like the clock tick
Hit me with some super thick up in the cockpit
It`s off limits baby, you see the handstiched material
Workin` the original interial
I`m in a coma, get he and Bean up out the trunk
I step on stage and get the whole place crunk
Always garuntee freind-shh y`all
You shoulda rocked the microphone to this, y`all
Yes sir, hold o
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