I get busy, lets despair the next city
Dribs n drabs mix n match n get lippy
Fresh liquor breathe cigarettes sick to death
Spin effects in my step, hit up dev for my next fifty
Scoring, slowly approach then I break away
Coasting like overspray, stoned in my motorcade
Closing the open day, tills a little overweight
Hand into my pocket like its possible i owed him change
No complaints, no constraints, no brainer
Absolutely bro you know trainer
Flow late at home taking notes
Neighbours know the shaker zone
Major pros grow flavour like bodega
With no paper, A4's pens or pronny
Bobbing like noddy listen to Pac like hockey
Got me knocking rounds stompin ground
Rockin crowds in the south body
Collect my cash at the end like Jonny
Who's down for new found dreams
Who's loud who's down to boost our scene
Your cues now use sound get loose crowd sing
We just live that culture of the kings
So we puttin' in work put in the word
I hit the earth like a cyclone
Swish like Michael with his eyes closed
Pitched like Lionel in his high notes
Quick like cycles of a side show, thats just a typo
Slides though nice flow rhythm and such
Pop ya lock in like bboys diss to the drum
Listen above, permission for the sytem to thump
With limited funds
My business is consistent and runs like tongues
My lung are pumped with drunk filtration consultation
Punches raised for punctuation
Blunt rotation in the feeling of the morning calm
Caution when talking starts energy of war alarms
Spoken when I talk it up focus like a northern star
Underground we sort of pushin' product like a hawkers past
We cypher in the corner parts, tryna find my boarding pass
Silent then I hit ya hard like an orchestra
Who's down for new found dreams
Who's loud who's down to boost our scene
Your cues now use sound get loose crowd sing
We just live that culture of the kings
Real, Hip Hop kings, creates this ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop feel, Hip Hop feel
Real, Hip Hop kings, creates this ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop feel, Hip Hop feel
Traen One - Kings Culture (feat. DJ Sanchez) Lyrics
Traen One - Kings Culture (feat. DJ Sanchez) Lyrics
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I get busy, lets despair the next city
Dribs n drabs mix n match n get lippy
Fresh liquor breathe cigarettes sick to death
Spin effects in my step, hit up dev for my next fifty
Scoring, slowly approach then I break away
Coasting like overspray, stoned in my motorcade
Closing the open day, tills a little overweight
Hand into my pocket like its possible i owed him change
No complaints, no constraints, no brainer
Absolutely bro you know trainer
Flow late at home taking notes
Neighbours know the shaker zone
Major pros grow flavour like bodega
With no paper, A4's pens or pronny
Bobbing like noddy listen to Pac like hockey
Got me knocking rounds stompin ground
Rockin crowds in the south body
Collect my cash at the end like Jonny
Who's down for new found dreams
Who's loud who's down to boost our scene
Your cues now use sound get loose crowd sing
We just live that culture of the kings
So we puttin' in work put in the word
I hit the earth like a cyclone
Swish like Michael with his eyes closed
Pitched like Lionel in his high notes
Quick like cycles of a side show, thats just a typo
Slides though nice flow rhythm and such
Pop ya lock in like bboys diss to the drum
Listen above, permission for the sytem to thump
With limited funds
My business is consistent and runs like tongues
My lung are pumped with drunk filtration consultation
Punches raised for punctuation
Blunt rotation in the feeling of the morning calm
Caution when talking starts energy of war alarms
Spoken when I talk it up focus like a northern star
Underground we sort of pushin' product like a hawkers past
We cypher in the corner parts, tryna find my boarding pass
Silent then I hit ya hard like an orchestra
Who's down for new found dreams
Who's loud who's down to boost our scene
Your cues now use sound get loose crowd sing
We just live that culture of the kings
Real, Hip Hop kings, creates this ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop feel, Hip Hop feel
Real, Hip Hop kings, creates this ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop feel, Hip Hop feel
Dribs n drabs mix n match n get lippy
Fresh liquor breathe cigarettes sick to death
Spin effects in my step, hit up dev for my next fifty
Scoring, slowly approach then I break away
Coasting like overspray, stoned in my motorcade
Closing the open day, tills a little overweight
Hand into my pocket like its possible i owed him change
No complaints, no constraints, no brainer
Absolutely bro you know trainer
Flow late at home taking notes
Neighbours know the shaker zone
Major pros grow flavour like bodega
With no paper, A4's pens or pronny
Bobbing like noddy listen to Pac like hockey
Got me knocking rounds stompin ground
Rockin crowds in the south body
Collect my cash at the end like Jonny
Who's down for new found dreams
Who's loud who's down to boost our scene
Your cues now use sound get loose crowd sing
We just live that culture of the kings
So we puttin' in work put in the word
I hit the earth like a cyclone
Swish like Michael with his eyes closed
Pitched like Lionel in his high notes
Quick like cycles of a side show, thats just a typo
Slides though nice flow rhythm and such
Pop ya lock in like bboys diss to the drum
Listen above, permission for the sytem to thump
With limited funds
My business is consistent and runs like tongues
My lung are pumped with drunk filtration consultation
Punches raised for punctuation
Blunt rotation in the feeling of the morning calm
Caution when talking starts energy of war alarms
Spoken when I talk it up focus like a northern star
Underground we sort of pushin' product like a hawkers past
We cypher in the corner parts, tryna find my boarding pass
Silent then I hit ya hard like an orchestra
Who's down for new found dreams
Who's loud who's down to boost our scene
Your cues now use sound get loose crowd sing
We just live that culture of the kings
Real, Hip Hop kings, creates this ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop feel, Hip Hop feel
Real, Hip Hop kings, creates this ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop kings. creates the ill skill
Hip Hop feel, Hip Hop feel
Writer: Stuart Dangerfield
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid