5 Deuce 4 Tre lyrics

Artist  : Backbone 
Song : 5 Deuce 4 Tre



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[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 on, hold the dice
Set these down, then I'm gone
One more shot cause I'm on tonight
I shook another fifty-two
Now tell me what do they wants to do?

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I could fly these sucka ducks with the right
dosage
Now hear, bust it open, get it smokin', that's
him
Sack it up and watch it jump out the gym
Shorty told you what it is when you come through
here
This sucker emcee say he lookin' for me
Tell him, ain't nothin' boy, is you the police
When I put the mic down they say they found
residue
And the laws wanna charge me for verbal abuse
Blow smoke up out the roof, they ain't got no
proof
Six-eights, skate Decatur, them boys blue, I'm
sayin'
Go getcha as* bread, ya undertsand
Man these suckers think I'm playin'
(Man they puffin' weed)

[Hook]

{*scratching*}
Five, deuce, four, tre
Shawt, shawty

(repeat to fade)