Lyrics:
In return...
Played your--
--Trick on me
Played your--
--Trick on me
Played your--
--Trick on me
Played your--
--Trick on me
You made my
down I'm flossin
I'm a big 3 just me like Boston
Picture in the pendant so my brothers never lost in
The crazy shit that we call life is awesome
took by me (Took by me)
Nothing that I wear cheap
Don't care about a price tag (Yea)
If life a movie ima put you in your last act (Put you in yo last
a game you wouldn't wanna call next in
Revo shit my niggas roaming like the X men
Coming out toxic like your ex is your best friend
I'm so smoove like I'm
I'm in the zone and I'm one of the highest here
I'm eating good and I don't need no diet bitch
Runnin' the game, I need a podiatrist
These rappers
In order to start ballin you gotta be all in
And it’s time to be a man so I’m standing on all ten
I swear to god it really hurt seeing you in that
please
Make sure on Halloween
That you light up your pumpkin please
Mask On when you Trick or Treat
If you asking for some candy please
I ride around in
city
Miami, Listennn
[Trick Daddy]
I'm well-connected, well-respected fo' gangsta shit
I'm from the city of Caprices and Impalas bitch
Yo I'm from
neden from the back.
Ya know what I'm sayin.
Wrap her legs backwards into a boston crab and go to work.
Ya know what I'm sayin.
Fuck that shit.
I ain't no
hands tied
If I left you to decide
How I'm supposed to feel all time and what thoughts I should hide
The tricks I try to play myself
The tricks
the civic cant ride with me in the bentley I really was trippin
Falling for these broke bitches swear my mind playing tricks on me
They showed me fake love
like bye you
If I hit a bitch twice and she see me out in public tryna speak Ima walk right by you
Imma head down to Texas fore a nigga hit Houston, imma
Something gracious, is spacious, in a matrix
Lost since I was waist high
I've been safe, with all this hate, elevate
Every surface, while I'm
Got so lit last night, woke up with a buttnaked bitch in my jet
Iced out baguettes on my chest
Bouldercrest tatted in ink on my flesh
I'm the boss,
cause nigga I don't do this often
Talking all that shit gone get you put in a coffin, I'm all about my green like a nigga play for Boston
Hidden in the darkness
Surrounded by the night
Shadows won't appear
Til you cast a little light
Energy blocked by matter
Always gets around
Over, under,
mobbin
Make a bitch
Take a trip
Set up tricks and we rob 'em
Aaaaaaaaayye
I fell in love with this money and Violence
Aaaaaaaaayye
Strap by my side, who
If it were a little colder it'd be snowing
Just like that winter night in your Boston apartment
We were making out on your couch and you told me you
'In the Alley'
Driving so fast that no one could catch me
While I'm knocking "Gangsta
Bitch" by Apache
This is the mood for making
The hit hip-hop song
dollar and we no deal with cowards
Weak lamb get devoured by the lion
In the concrete jungle, the strong stand and rumble
The weak fold and crumble,
gonna shit
Painting them pictures
Given em tricks
Just like I'm Magic
Givin em havoc
Everything nice I gotta have it
Every bitch bad guess it's a habit
and denounced by Fascists. Such chilling cruelty, such inhuman actions. These were witnessed and endured in Forlì.
Standing here, in front of the San Mercuriale
Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm staying here with some friends and they've got lots of room
You can sell your paintings
born in a hole, now I'm in control
(Yo, yo)
Bank boy deep is the way we roll
(We roll)
I'm mackin' for the punks
Talkin' the junk on the tracks
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