Lyrics:
I'd like to thank you all for purchasing the new Obie Trice album
It's well appreciated
I'd like to thank you all for copping my classic Cheers
going nowhere right now
It's the fo' pound bandit
The coke hand to hand, and he Detroit bredded
Goddanmit O Trice's back
And Oh, they so adamant I'm
life
I had to tell you trice
Living no vacc life
Living no vacc life
Living no vacc life
Don't believe the hype
Living no vacc life
Living no vacc life
Its the Trice and Rice show up on these bitch niggas!
Bitches get they iPhones, take some pics, with us
Niggas want our autographs but I got six,
Cause trice is going to the league
Lit!
Got the whole city LIT
The whole city getting lit
The whole city after the Guap
We cannot act like opp
Pull
Hey, what's a demon?
A demon is fun, a lot more fun#133#
[Intro: Obie Trice]
Guess who's back from Shady's faction
You gotta know that cuz you made
disgusting
Imma go for the gold with all my punches
Throw 'em all at your face while I'm bustin'
Finna go for the gold like Kobe
I ain't gotta tell you trice
de este templo trice mi ego, el eco dice puedo - quemo sus matices el apego y miedo.
benevolente en cada inicio aunque no siempre puedo, escapar de
de verdad que esa bicha mi cora no trice
1000 Veces le dije
Que no confió ni en mi perro y que todos mis días son grises
Que si ella está a mi lado mis
deleted In a trice
Better than everybody that's just my vice
Is it trouble in the paradise
Bought your album and the shit is overpriced
But I'm still polite
[Obie Trice]
Here we go
[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
You could get popped; it's a possibility up in my vicinity
Poppin off with that hostile energy
the eternity of every trice
A thousand years would pass by
In the eternity of every trice
A thousand years would pass by
Through a lead color window in the sky
Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks
I came in the game, profane no image
I came in the game with a name
I was given from a mayn who ain't give
[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]
Niggaz claim to be hard
But deep down inside, you know you the pussiest nigga out of your squad
Type to get stuck up, start
motherfuckers
Shady Records, what you know about it?
Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja Rule
Nigga, this Obie Trice right here talkin' to you motherfuckers
Ja Rule punk
unless they catch you (Obie Trice)
We all die one day (go)
Niggas, when I step up in the bar (uh-huh), faggots wanna look (what?)
Like you
Trice, Emil hit 'em, let's go
Ob Trice, the giant, standing a 5'8" stature
Back with a second album, supplying ya Fear Factor
But Joe ain't the host
of gangsta
Surprise motherfuckers
You thought I never would arise motherfuckers
It's Obie Trice motherfuckers
Look in the eyes of a real guy
I ain't got
Mr. Yayo
Free to go, so I guess this means I'll see you tomorrow, a
Yeah (yeah), uh-huh
Guess who's home? (Yeah)
Tony Yayo (yeah)
Obie Trice
could pour another shot
Cause, everything I rock Louie V to the socks
BME, Black Market Entertainment
Obie Trice (Obie Trice, Obie Trice)
New
on without quote-unquote
("Hell yeah") You know the boy Trice dope
Put a few of you niggaz through high school
Hyped ya IQ, average man into a psycho
expensive
Ice in his watch, haters payin attention
Trice in the cockpit navigatin the engine
Aviators watchin for haters tryin to stick him
Get money 'til
dumpin (stay dumpin)
[Chorus]
Now Trice ain't all about runnin his mouth
He do that for a livin; y'all gotta feel him
In the streets he mute, my
who's ya servin?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth
Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth
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