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Try Me Songtext
von Smigg Dirtee

Try Me Songtext

Try me (try me motherfucker), you can′t hit me, I'm gon′ keep coming (keep coming)
Grind me (grind me), all a nigga could do is stay strong (stay strong)
Gangreen (gangreen baby), with them boiz you know you can't fuck with
Thank me (thank me, thank me nigga), I'm the reason you may get the passcode

The rhythm I′m right above, like Easter tipsies, tripsies and tiger songs
Singing to King defensive VG′s or Eiffel Hall
Nazareth, that's where my daddy, only if he′d known
Lazarus, follow that word, word up, let's bring him home
Mary, Martha, weep and teach me how to cook, I′m driving home
Put a little tooth all up in it, I'll give it the Italian
Pick it up, pick it up, paper, not gonna stay, but face I′ll say the sound
I'll give you the part that I strive, I'll give you no beauty slip, beauty slip


You can get it cut and buck them and bring them back
Malik, remember Melchizedek, the vengeance flag
Walk to the party, climb over it, hold up, never know when he gon′ snap
Stone him, I′ll fit it quick, tell him how the fact is sad
Fire beneath and in between, leave me off the heartache hood
I don't want ménage à trois, I don′t want to suck no blood
I don't want to fuck my love, walking just like a virgin
30-inch rims on the excursions, that dirty ass rim I′m still submerging

Trust me my nigga, I get raw
Like big daddy cocaine and I'm serving them all
Serve more than a restaurant, I got texts if you want
Leave your body in Texas in the dirt
And next I get to work like a auto mechanic
And I don′t just plan it, I know what I'm doing, I understand it
I'm a technician, when it comes to tech spitting
If you in my neighborhood, my nigga is good, wouldn′t put my bet in

Now I′m in the game like EA
I ain't got no talent, just no instant replay
For instance, you about to go to war like D-Day
Quit fucking with sick men, ′cause you don't know how we play
Cutting niggas up like a old school DJ
2004 Patriots, check out my D-Day
Get rich and die trying nigga, fuck that shit
Get rich and stay living nigga, I got Keith


Big man with the rap, one week this shit
100,000 bars, bar barrel, let you sit and speak
I got Keith with Chief of Police
′Cause black cops and black feasts, they done walked the streets
I'm waist deep in this piece, like Therese
Smooth the streets like telekinesis from the sea, uh
Squeeze the life from what′s others in my reach
Kill a man from a wave of a hand, this shit is sweet, uh

You niggas weak, you shake like that Harlem dance
When you get a glance of a real, true boss cut from the rug of this cloth
Won't lean with it, rock with it uh, hecklin', cocks a glock with it
Infrared beam on a stock kitty yeah, air compressor on a pound
You can meet me anywhere it′s goin′ down uh
You niggas chicken noodle soup caught up in the loop
Don't get cute, we killers on the loose shooters on the roof

Try me (try me motherfucker), you can′t hit me, I'm gon′ keep coming (keep coming)
Grind me (grind me), all a nigga could do is stay strong (stay strong)
Gangreen (gangreen baby), with them boiz you know you can't fuck with (can′t fuck with us)
Thank me (thank me, thank me nigga), I'm the reason you may get the passcode

I let it bleed, I squeeze until they have a wease
But it be true that the gas will end
I see it in the eyes of my enemies, they eyes be
Bloodshot puppy face like who the fuck shot me
A lot of y'all murderers, but do the things so I be
Right on the block when every window got eyes
And got the nerdy wonder why a nigga doin′ the football
COs plottin′ on your wife, tellin' your B.I

That′s one thing every faggot police good for
Hope I don't have to get spontaneous with the nine
′Cause these faggots will try and try you, they will
Like a six-man jury, sixteen rounds of guilt
That I keep in a clip and my whip put on me
Put it through the brace, these are waves of ball D
Nasa price case delayin' for me
So join the NRA ′cause I stay with it on me yeah

Yeah, Southside like pinch of beans
I'm countin' banks in Southside Jamaica, Queens
Before the 8 call, I fuck with the wave, girl
I held him down in Diego with the 8 on
The only Jim Jones I know is straight up
You might′ve heard us on a song that was a favor, favor
I only fuck with gangstas
Free my nigga lone Nassalamu alaikum

Might be in Harlem with Gotti I′m lookin' for A.C
I know he still got a line on poppy
I′m tryin' to meet one of Lulu′s cousins
And I'ma keep my mouth shut, I tell him you knew nothin′
Southside nigga out on N.Y. style
Might find me in Queens bridge or South House
Snake dirty boy, it ain't hard to find me
And I dare any of these fuck niggas to try me

When you sayin' fuck me, when you sayin′ fuck the unit
Ain′t no need to worry, wait two days, there's nothin′ to it
You can skin a cat, learnin' a few ways now watch me do it
Through the street of music big difference, don′t confuse it
I'm a movement take you on a whole rap label for dolo
Drown him, rock a bolo, find him wherever dogo
Shinin′ down my do-yo, I came from nothin' do-do
Livin' life in the fast lane, but the road got me slow

I′m illegal, that′s how I roll, so I'm dirty than a DA
Mixtape dog, I go hard, you know where we stay
Nigga respect me like a DJ, I break records
Just give me eight seconds, I need a place breathless
Keep your credibility in the same sentence
The epitome of the word excellence
I′m reckless, forgetless, and neckless
You reckless, my preference is anything precious

Shit, I'm like the nigga you ain′t never seen
Million dollar baby bitch, I'm the better gene
Nigga, I′m the Ebony, Lebanon, you got a better car
But I got the better bars, got the better bras
That'll come through, treat you like they want you
Let the thing swing, wavy like King James
Yeah, I do it so easy, name was Ram in the can
Yours used to be CeCe

Used to love sweet tea salt, pepper, and Spinderella
Nigga, I'm Bigavella baby, I′m quicker on the draw, ′cause I bossed up
Some might say Big was the best, I say it's a toss up
I be stayin′ frost up, straight kids, dangled off the left arm
Bullets makin' chicken noodle soup, like Webstar
Flyin′ in the best car when we was comin' up far, we used to molest y′all

I'm the best in those flows, you can keep it
Nigga, you lip sync, that be all they do, secret, peepin'
Nigga, tried to keep me under wraps hopin′ I slip up, fixed up
And I never put the tricks up, never switched up
Not one bit, never stay committed, not the one bitch
My bitch 21, call her pumpkin
Seat back, slumped in, glidin′ in the Benzo
Baby, I'm the boss, dawg, I control the tempo

Try me (try me motherfucker), you can′t hit me, I'm gon′ keep coming (keep coming)
Grind me (grind me), all a nigga could do is stay strong (stay strong)
Gangreen (gangreen baby), with them boiz you know you can't fuck with
Thank me (thank me, thank me nigga), I′m the reason you may get the passcode

Try me, you can't hit me, I'm gon′ keep coming
Grind me, all a nigga could do is stay strong
Gangreen, with them boiz you know you can′t fuck with
Thank me, I'm the reason you may get the passcode

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