"Trace You In Chalk" lyrics
(feat. Seldom Seen & Troy Cash)
Hey Big E drop that beat
Lil Cuete, Seldom Seen, Troy Cash
Hey Seldom, show these muthafuckin weed heads how the real life does it
Let these muthafuckers have it my boy
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' bang them gangsta beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
You see I've done my dirt, I put in work
And when they trying to take my life, I give a fuck who I hurt
I'm always ready, so, don't tempt me
I got a gang of bald headed fools already trying to get me
And I got a short fuse, so don't push your luck
I guarantee you'll lose and you'll end up getting stuck
Is he alive? Will he make it? Do you know if he's okay?
I'm happy to inform you he won't live another day
And I got the cash at work, too much to fuck with
You think that you're crazy but really you ain't shit
I got a special cuete loaded inside of the stash
And I, hit direct hits whenever I blast
I gotta keep a low pro, even though, people know
It's me everywhere I go, en serio, it only takes one shot
I'm shooting your body down and then I'll trace you in chalk
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' beat down all your beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
We'll lay your body down then we'll trace you in chalk
Lace you with shots, think I'm playing, bitch watch
You getting dropped by that insane Breed gang
Quick to let the heat rain, I'm known by my street name
Seldom from the IE, but some days
You'll find me with my homie Cuete on the One Way
In Norwalk, I'm that sure shot warlock
Bringing beef to your block, I'm gangsta, you're not
So ya best be, sure your doors locked
Those that sweat me, I hit directly with four shots
For sure stop talking, we're dropping hot shots in
Not stopping till you're shaking breaking like you're pop-locking
Push weight just in case you've forgotten
Vacate your place, we'll take everything you've gotten
Your whole life so nice when I rock it
Trace you out in chalk, bitch, so just stop it
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' bang them gangsta beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
So if you're not down, getting shot down
Cuete show 'em how the Glock sound every time we pop rounds
We got this shit locked down, from Norwalk to IE
We got 'em too afraid to talk now
I spot clowns from a mile away
I'll smack you fools all day if they get in my way
So do not portray something you're not
If your Glocks not cocked, do not walk through Norwalk
Me and Seldom Seen bitch, hollow tip extremes
Spit from a clip, rip through your whole team
Microphone fiend, prone to be a chrome spitter
Dome ripper, nobodies known sicker
Than these two locos posted on the block
Norwalk and Night Breed, tracing you with chalk
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' bang them gangsta beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
Trace you in chalk
Trace you in chalk
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
Lil Cuete, Seldom Seen, Troy Cash
Hey Seldom, show these muthafuckin weed heads how the real life does it
Let these muthafuckers have it my boy
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' bang them gangsta beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
You see I've done my dirt, I put in work
And when they trying to take my life, I give a fuck who I hurt
I'm always ready, so, don't tempt me
I got a gang of bald headed fools already trying to get me
And I got a short fuse, so don't push your luck
I guarantee you'll lose and you'll end up getting stuck
Is he alive? Will he make it? Do you know if he's okay?
I'm happy to inform you he won't live another day
And I got the cash at work, too much to fuck with
You think that you're crazy but really you ain't shit
I got a special cuete loaded inside of the stash
And I, hit direct hits whenever I blast
I gotta keep a low pro, even though, people know
It's me everywhere I go, en serio, it only takes one shot
I'm shooting your body down and then I'll trace you in chalk
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' beat down all your beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
We'll lay your body down then we'll trace you in chalk
Lace you with shots, think I'm playing, bitch watch
You getting dropped by that insane Breed gang
Quick to let the heat rain, I'm known by my street name
Seldom from the IE, but some days
You'll find me with my homie Cuete on the One Way
In Norwalk, I'm that sure shot warlock
Bringing beef to your block, I'm gangsta, you're not
So ya best be, sure your doors locked
Those that sweat me, I hit directly with four shots
For sure stop talking, we're dropping hot shots in
Not stopping till you're shaking breaking like you're pop-locking
Push weight just in case you've forgotten
Vacate your place, we'll take everything you've gotten
Your whole life so nice when I rock it
Trace you out in chalk, bitch, so just stop it
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' bang them gangsta beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
So if you're not down, getting shot down
Cuete show 'em how the Glock sound every time we pop rounds
We got this shit locked down, from Norwalk to IE
We got 'em too afraid to talk now
I spot clowns from a mile away
I'll smack you fools all day if they get in my way
So do not portray something you're not
If your Glocks not cocked, do not walk through Norwalk
Me and Seldom Seen bitch, hollow tip extremes
Spit from a clip, rip through your whole team
Microphone fiend, prone to be a chrome spitter
Dome ripper, nobodies known sicker
Than these two locos posted on the block
Norwalk and Night Breed, tracing you with chalk
Trace you in chalk
Cause we don't give a fuck
Bitch, what you thought?
Cause this is Lil Cuete from the Walk
We gon' bang them gangsta beats
If we see you on the streets
We gon' lay your body down
Trace you in chalk
Trace you in chalk
Trace you in chalk
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
