Trick Daddy lyrics
Trick Daddy lyrics
"Gangsta lyrics"
Misfit lyrics
(Steele) Walkin' down the street The people that I meet You always fucking glare But you just be aware I ain't no fuckin' fool I graduated from high school And I held a nine-to-five job But I couldn't live working for some filthy rich slob Fucking people that I see Always fucking staring at me I wonder what it is you see
(feat. Baby, Scarface)(Steele) Walkin' down the street The people that I meet You always fucking glare But you just be aware I ain't no fuckin' fool I graduated from high school And I held a nine-to-five job But I couldn't live working for some filthy rich slob Fucking people that I see Always fucking staring at me I wonder what it is you see
[Trick Daddy]
And the winner is, Trick Diesel
Facemob
My nigga Baby, ha ha
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
[Chorus]
You know me, 'T' double, you know I'm a G
Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker
But it was like you, you a pussy nigga
But I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker
[Trick Daddy]
Went to a eight ball from a dime piece
Ship dat, flip dat, bought a nine piece in five weeks
Shit lookin' good but I think slammin'
Me and my dawg passed up bought a block and a half
Sellin' O's or betta clockin a fag<
Solipse Technology lyrics
Solipse stands for the full solar eclipse, one of the most amazing and powerful experiences to be witnessed by the human eye. It is, if one is lucky, a once in a lifetime experience. We are here to celebrate the sun, the moon, and high technology.
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Bout four, five slugs and we was bustin' they assSolipse stands for the full solar eclipse, one of the most amazing and powerful experiences to be witnessed by the human eye. It is, if one is lucky, a once in a lifetime experience. We are here to celebrate the sun, the moon, and high technology.
Gotta keep my bread in a safe place
We up with my hitchens in undisclosed locations
Hey yo I got the llello, you got the money
Try nothin' funny and I don't buy dummies
Every ounce betta bounce back
And every brick that I break up
It all betta flake up
And when that shit hit the waters
Shit go to ballin'
That dope all betta fall in
I bought coke back on 84
Back when wood used to get them bricks from the Birdo
And when I hit him I want to hurt him
And on cutlass I wanna hit it
They ass gon' feel it
[Chorus]
[Baby]
Ay, ay, ay, ay
It's the kid wit the b
Black Horses lyrics
I'll never believe A word you say You gave something to me Then you threw it away The end of the street The station waits for me I'll get my train And you'll be history [chorus] Ten black horses Made of stone Ten black horses Standing on the road I'll never believe A word you say You gave something to me Then you threw it
icks taped up in the grillI'll never believe A word you say You gave something to me Then you threw it away The end of the street The station waits for me I'll get my train And you'll be history [chorus] Ten black horses Made of stone Ten black horses Standing on the road I'll never believe A word you say You gave something to me Then you threw it
Mmmm Hmmmm Cadillac that is
Wit that rag top bubbly E class burnin' rubber
You the number 1 stunna ma show a lil somthin'
Ay, ay roll a lil somethin'
Mmmm Hmmmm blow a lil somethin'
I got them thangs for a lil nothin'
If you got a lil money I'ma throw a lil somethin'
Bump this nigga
Mmmm Hmmmm fuck you nigga
We aint from 'round here dumpin' on niggas
But ay Trick Daddy battle up for this nigga
Well let me get to my hustle (hustle)
I got bricks, grams, and bundles (bundles)
I got ki's in the muffler
Birdman daddy CMB motherfucker
[Chorus]
[Scarface]
Face mob, right back at ya
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Empty lyrics
I thought I knew youMy dream had come trueLook back, don't crackYour stares are empty nowI am still here I won't crackIt's all coming backMy thoughts of the fading youReach through, make youMold myself for twoI cry for the bleeding...whoreLoss of feeling now I take the painSo it's all right now I'm still
th O's like cookies I flip like spatulasI thought I knew youMy dream had come trueLook back, don't crackYour stares are empty nowI am still here I won't crackIt's all coming backMy thoughts of the fading youReach through, make youMold myself for twoI cry for the bleeding...whoreLoss of feeling now I take the painSo it's all right now I'm still
99.9 of the time I'm on the grind
Bricked up and breakin' em down
I got to admit the dope game gravy
3 zippers balled up you bring back 80
You learn to swell you might see double
Remember you can't sell bubble
So here it is fool
I play the game where its no rules
Givin' you lessons from the old school
You don't get high off your own supply
And when a motherfucker cross you make sure he die
Make the next man know he got to think about the payback
This shit go deeper than me rapping or me say that
Ask my nigga Trick Daddy, ask my nigga Baby
Been like that since the early 80's
[Chorus]