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Trouble

Trouble is an American doom metal band noted as one of the pioneers of their genre, alongside bands such as Candlemass and Saint Vitus. The band created a distinct style taking influences of the British heavy metal bands Black Sabbath and Judas Priest, and psychedelic rock of the 1970s. A critically acclaimed group, their first two albums, Psalm 9 and The Skull are cited as landmarks of doom metal, and their early 1990s releases on Def American would take a more stoner metal oriented direction. To date, Trouble has released six studio albums. Although the band never officially broke up, Trouble was plagued by extended inactivity after their original singer Eric Wagner left in 1997. He eventually rejoined in 2000 before leaving again eight years later. more »

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It's all about what you doin', my nigga
Get to it, sit back, don't get to it
And you gon' watch niggas get famous in front of you, nigga
Watch niggas get rich right in front you
If you don't want it, watch
You gon' end up workin' for a nigga
You could've been hirin', word, uh

Fresh up out them state greens (fresh out)
Hoppin' out that van like the A-Team (skrrt)
Never thought that we would make cream (never)
Bein' millionaires was a daydream (dreamin')
And I been that nigga since I was eighteen (way back)
Khaki Dickies with no creases, nigga stayed clean (clean)
Al Green and James Brown what my mother played (I remember)
Blow your brains in front the witness, f*ck what they seen
Greyhound buses to Baltimore (I'm out)
Play a boat for the coke, the plug was all aboard
Dead broke in the projects, my niggas all was bored (bored)
A million dollars in cash, nigga, my daughter saw it (I swear)
Earned stripes before Adidas 'fits (way before)
I really need money, I never need a bitch (never)
You jumped on my dick the same minute that you seen it's lit
Sneak diss on Instagram, but see me and you need a pic (sucker-ass nigga)

Ayy, stunt on every nigga who fronted (talk about times downtown)
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns (skrrt)
Harlem get the money (get the money, nigga)
Queens get the money (go get it)
Ayy, drop the top up off of the coupe, drum hold a hundred (skrrt)
I like my bitches from the 'jects, she wearin' a bonnet (yeah), yeah
Harlem get the money, yeah, yeah (go get it)
Hill get the money, ayy

F*ck that lil' paper, I'm chasin' hundreds, yeah (benjis)
You changin' up the cars every summer, yeah (every summer)
Remember washin' my mama dishes with Comet, yeah (I remember)
I could give a f*ck about a comment
I like my bitch from the projects, she rock her bonnet, yeah (projects)
Top floor of the condo, rockin' designer gear (top floor)
I thought I was ready, but I was not prepared
Me and Chetty tryna get fetty, I'm rockin' Rocawear (on God)
I been ill, I got a sickness that got my doctor scared
Niggas like to slide through the hood, but ain't no stoppin' there
Them hollows hit your chest, shit'll stop your air
Diamonds from the district, come kick it, we playin' soccer here (yeah)
Teeth straight and I don't rock veneers (I don't rock 'em)
Ready to die like Big Poppa near
They feel my confidence, they not prepared
I had a plan to take some Percocets from New York to Carolina and I got 'em there

Ayy, I got bitches in California (swear to God)
Reminiscin' on them nights and days I was hungry, no frontin' (no frontin', nigga)
Harlem get the money (Harlem get the money)
Queens get the money (Queens get the money)
Ayy, drop the top on them niggas, they know how we comin' (they know)
Don't want no problems, 'bout dollars, we push a button, we cuttin' (woo, ayy)
Harlem get the money (Harlem get the money)
If you alive, go get your money (go get your money, my nigga), ayy

Ayy, stunt on every nigga who fronted (talk about times downtown)
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns (skrrt)
Harlem get the money (get the money, nigga)
Queens get the money (Queens get the money)
Ayy, drop the top up off of the coupe, drum hold a hundred (skrrt)
I like my bitches from the 'jects, she wearin' a bonnet (yeah), yeah
Harlem get the money, yeah, yeah (go get it)
Hill get the money, ayy (go get it)

All my niggas, get the money (money)
All of my niggas, go get the money (money)
My niggas, go get the money
Go get the money (go get the money)
Go get the money (go get the money)
Go get the money (go get the money)
All of my niggas, go get the money (all of my niggas, go get the money)

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