Lyrics:
you bother me no more
I'm In the studio
I'm in album mode
Bitch I'm in album mode
(Want) What they want,
Don't you bother me no more
Yo you got a call
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
don't walk on the water
You don't know it's a trick
Learn the trick, learn the trick
That's what Jesus, learn the trick
Learn it quick, learn it quick
semiautomatic TEC is known to jam
But if it don't, that's your ass, my man
Even if it's talk cheap (say what?)
You know I can't sleep on his word
Had
You're my pimp baby, you're my pimp baby(echoes)
Trick Daddy
'Cause I'm yo pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it.
Latoya Edwards
want no shit but niggas trip and, yo
It's on
Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry
Better have on a vest aim for
The chest and then you buried
Too $hort, MC
Rap like me, you'll go straight to the top
Keep doing what you're doing and you're sure to get dropped
Like a trick, nothing's
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
love
Yo, how could one ever know that I'm forgiven
This bitterness and resentment
Block the flow of God's blessings in life
You know it's stressing me,
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
Album ending
Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths
When pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
they on line, che che che che
Listen, nigga play your position
You was glisten, when a nigga like me had no pot to piss in
[LG]
Yo I feel you god, this
gotta be a trick for the deaf dumb and blind
Now would you set up home, and wait for a Mystery God
to bring Food, Clothing, and Shelter?
1.Album Intro
Do a short flashback of all the samples of songs of note. 1
Shawty I don't knock your hustle messing with the street
but why you
down like real cheap plastic
It ain't no thing, no sweat by me
Cause I know damn well where I want to be
So join my party if you see things my way
didn't know where my life was going
Now Fast forward 10 years to my life today
You'll see a man on the mic that's living day by day
I'm just paving
kickin' me out the VIP?
Bitches callin' me cheap
While they trick as they dancin' in minks
Hoe, you must be crazy
I know it's your job, but I ain't trickin'
fuck a tape, we should sell this shit in bottles
(Are you a role model?)
Not, CaTash'll steal yo' beatbox
I drink cuss and smoke and sock niggas with
the weed at fellas, what you lightin'
Yo, yo, you motherfuckers gon' learn
When it come to this shit, I ain't about takin' turns
'Cause Doc's in the place,
where the weed at fellas, what you lightin'
Yo, yo, you motherfuckers gon' learn
When it come to this shit, I ain't about takin' turns
'Cause Doc's
I'm sayin?
To everybody doin' life
Keep y'all head up! (keep it up)
Don't get fed up!
Do yo' time, don't let yo' time do you
Young Pimp!
Picture
round in yo Jag while you there selling birds
When you go to the feds she gone kick you to the curve
That's fucked up what I heard from yo lil cousin Mick
you do you let me do me
Had a couple number 1's let me get 3 more
Or maybe that's greed, 3rd album 1st try everything's free
[Chorus]
Why'd you
No tricks, no tricks, baby (yeah)
No tricks, no tricks y'all (ayy, yo, Rae)
Check it out y'all
It's the science (fly wonderful)
Yeah, y'all
Tony
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