[Trick Daddy]
Let s seewhat to do today?
Fuck that I m goin to get my money
This one in a.. Thuggin memory
That thug nigga
Hollywood nigga
I did this one in that nigga name
Hollywood niggayall remember that mutha fuckin name
This bout that mutha fuckin money
NIGGA!!!!!!
To kill for cocaine and get a nigga killed
And a banana peel will get his whole hide flipped
He s bringin danger to the life of his home boy s
You can see the moonbut don t let him go alone boy
Bout my moneywe goin to bump heads and it wont be long
That s why I got two choppersone for the carand one for the home
Got extra grip for when they hold on
Nextelinstead of these dial tones
and quarter game for these old tapped ass cell phones
And new back bone for my new dread homes
You aint been outta jail longbut nigga you dead wrong
Bout my moneynigga you shouldn t a played wit it
You re goin to remember the day when this A.K hit ya.
[Chorus:]
Bout my money
That shit there aint nothin funny
Don t start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonnydon t be stuntin and lookin funny
When I ask about my mutha fuckin money
That shit there aint nothin funny
Don t start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonnydon t be stuntin and lookin funny
Have my mutha fuckin money
[Trick Daddy]
I read in the Book of ThugsChapter A.K Verse 47
And it tells me all thugs niggas go to heaven
But between the lines of verses 48 and 9
Is what ya thug nigga sdrug dealin and doin time
But verse 100talks bout my money
Say s its full of blood so all memphis is funny
But nigga I don t want to hold your gold
I just want to free your soul
And be found somewhere in public when all this shit unfolds
I done gave ya two bricksand you aint gave me back shit
You runnin around in your new bubble lights
When verse sit lookin sick
I aint here to hold ur singI just want my cream
and you can keep your little watch and ring that go bling bling
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Now all this huffin and puffin
aint goin to get you young fuck nigga s nothin
But a shit bag and bullet holes through your bloody clothes
Out of all the nigga s you mutha fuckin know
I should have been the last nigga you want to muthafuckin know
I ll meet ya at your front doorand im bringin my calico
Nigga if u aint got my flow ur ass gotta go
We ll get you mammy and all and layin em down on the front room floor
Bout to do em all cuz I done have problems bout all this shit unfolden
Bout my moneyI came at itand your son ain t have it
Now this nigga I owe is goin to be the next nigga to go
I only got 20 G sand I owe em 84
It ain t my muthafuckin faultI m short bout 64
This nigga aint goin to fuck me no more
[Trick talking]
[Chorus]
|
|