Lyrics:
the cards go
It's not about just being out with all our people
'Cause we can get in trouble just by going free throw
And now I'm letting you know and now
Low but not non-existent
Religiously in his midst and shit
And I'm close but not contradicting
Whatever trick she's got in her bag
And I'm holding
a trick, huh
I'm the type of nigga, lose my mind in it, bitch
She throw that ass on a nigga, I'ma make her hit a trick, go
Oh, I like that
Throw that ass,
I'm on
(Huh)
Lyrics By : WZA
Cut your trick ass up, leave you in pieces
Now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't compensate for real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly
Hair off the streets
You
Don't think I'm in love with that ho doing tricks (tricks)
When I'ma fuck on that bitch
That bitch cost a bag, put a switch on that bitch(bitch)
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
a trick
Pre -
I just wanna see you in your prime
I just wanna get you in your vibe
I just wanna fuck you all the time
I just wanna
Hook -
Make
(dig me?)
I'm well connected ghetto accepted, very respected
These ignorant motherfuckers measure you by your necklace (damn)
Fuck what's in your
to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
We
your name and face
On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
And I will rejoice in your fall from grace
With a cane to the sky, like, "None shall
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
We still right
Fucking on three bitches call it a hat trick
Call me kung lao coming in with the hat trick
Just made three bands call it a hat trick
Too many
All systems go I'm about to explode
I just nod my head yes if they tellin' me no
Grab my dream by the neck I ain't lettin' it go
My thoughts are like
to school
We starting hanging like Ernie and Bert
And in my idle head I'm thinking cool
Just when I'm thinking I'm going down your shirt
You're hiking up
to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my
What's your name lil' momma, I'm T-Double
I been sent here by God, so I can look out for ya
And you gon' love what I got for ya
Tender lovin and care,
choking green by the pound
[Frayser Boy]
I'm rolling with the Three 6 let em peep this
Make the heat spit Leave em speechless
You don't won't no beef trick
that's a magic trick ayy, ayy
This one a little thick, so I take her on a trip
Then she disappear the dick like David Blaine up in his bitch
I send him
the way I was created I'm just trying to break through
Girl I'm a young stubborn man with tricks up my sleeve
Trying to be the best thing I was destined
hit a lick (Chuch!)
And we don't call'em by they names
We call'em all TRICKS! (Where dey att?)
Warren Buffett in this bitch
We gettin old money (old
and
Gettin' his dick licked
And don't have to trick, bitch
Stand back and check yo' self
'cause you're livin' low
While I'm gettin' paid and laid in
The days
drop
in the now, i'm bangin niggaz for slide time
hurry up duke i'm next, show em mine
and what the fuck is you looking at?
by the way young blood, hit
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