Lyrics:
when I'm suddenly getting inspired it's like when I'm printing a fax comin' in
And album mode is like syncing the data by thinking of raps mumblin'
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
(chorus:harmony)
Heal yourself you got to heal yourself
(kid capri talks)
(big daddy kane)
Mama said don't do crack and smoke you know
'cause it
This is the one situation
I wanted most to avoid
Nothing I say will convince him
This isn't a trick.
A drink on clear moonlit night
I relax,
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if you tell me
time spent towards me
& in turn, towards you, the listener, ya know?
This album is a reflection that you can do whatever you put your mind to
Follow
About 100 miles an hour, nigga
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, ball out
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put
Talking:
Hey bob, yes tom, guess what I just fucking heard man, what's that, dayton familys tape there fucking talking about us man and our momma's
the gangsta, S-P-I-C-E
Yeah smell me
Yo five albums in the game
500 Benzo in my name
Five niggas in a bucket
Five zig-zags to the brain
To the greedy lil
you pointed
We felt these feelings
Is there one single action that I can take
When it's a magic trick
When it's birthday cake?
I hope by the end that
to the streets, what you gonna tell us?
You keep talkin' down, girl, you sound like you jealous
This is the last time
I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy
Last
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
You want to overthrow me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today
To marry this young nigga in his own special
You want to overthrow me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today
To marry this young nigga in his own special
no apology
There is no apology
There is no apology
There is no apology
This that new life lil trick
I drink that ocean given by God
But this flow
of you needing further reference
You may, purchase the Redman album, the first one
Listen to the song "How to Roll a Blunt"
But until then, you shall
and we all live by the code
Shots fired but this ain't no time to pose
I got two bad bitches with me and they really down to touch the road
I been floating
Eazy
Give her a rough ride, E-v-e
Chains VVS so they envy me (Yes)
Save up my money plentifully (Business minded)
SEL when I rev it up
By any means,
to what's goin' on cause we got rules and
Commandments for y'all to follow before you roll with us on this album
So pay attention, OK?
Audience shut
or jail so I got it out of state,
Came back home rental for the day,
Bat phone the gang, it's a major play awwww.
Daddy hit a lick, too legit to quit,
When we pass by
[E A Ski]
I've been known for the AK, Glocks, and Tech's
Hit ya block up, Leave a nigga soakin' wet
So I'd watch niggas scatter
E
(Yeah, smell me, yo)
Five albums in the game, 500 Benzo in my name
Five niggaz in a bucket, five zig-zags to the brain
To the greedy lil' paper,
women
Shay daddy lo pon mi ni
Oya e balance a ma gbese
Da igboro ru lori street yii
Balance oh
Hmm hmmm jor o
Mo ni ke balance oh
Ah hmm hmmm yeah eh
Sho
I watch the world shift the devils been making his rounds
Disguised by people systematically breaking us down
And I don't how to handle it In a land
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