the beebs the Jamaicans ragin' the streetz the Haitians pop off on the creve along the crab thieves bodies left on the scene scarface was a true story king pin big murder on
up on us It's the Thelonious, super microphonist Uhh, no time to sleep cuz if you sleep you don't eat Gotta hold heat, just to make ends meet Niggas livin on
amaze me Still I had to kill a motherfucker last week He thought I was a punk and tried to creep up on me in my sleep I just think that I could hold
please how you figure these Motherfuckers like me got stocks bonds and securites No impurities, straight anglo saxon when my family got their sex on Don't let me get my flex on
] Niggas laying down on the ground, it's a showdown. Don't you come around trying to clown, it's a showdown. Niggas laying down on the ground, it's a
you can't flow me you can't check a nigga, cuz that's on me you keep fuckin around you be lonely that's on my momma, my daddy you gone blow me not you
chokin a chicken I'll choke a chicken for frontin on the chocha Chillin, chattin with chicks on a Motorola I keep my game tighter than pussy on junior
(feat. Trick Daddy & Trina) [Trick Daddy] For the niggas, my niggas, ya'll niggas [Trina] For my bitchs, bad bitchs [Trick Daddy] Fuck dem hoes [
(feat. Trick Daddy, Rick Ross & others) [DJ Khaled:] Diaz Brothers DJ Khaled I rep my city Dade County, let's go! [Trick Daddy:] Dade County stand
chase you! Strip! Get 'em off girl! You indo hold this bitch down now! Strip! Get 'em off girl! Don't make me beat that ass bitch! Strip! Get 'em off girl! Daddy
[I'm sittin here writin a song about baby'z mothers who try to sue the daddies for child support. Even though daddy is takin care of the baby but the
ear, and out the other Ran my gang, sold undercover Call a girl out a name, yo I ain't no lover I'm a pimp, mack daddy, lookin for the dollar At thirteen
gotta beleive gotta beleive it! [Verse 3:] Hold up I run this magic show I gotta trick for these haters yo Crabs in the bucket don't wanna let go Hold
motherfucking amp.... Nigga, everybody else wanna get fucked up too. Triple Six: man, hold up man, I ain't even hit the motherfucker good yet Nip: Well go on
And so ol' Santa said "Little boys like you should be in bed" So I hollered "Ho! Ho! Ho!" And I put on Santa's hat Then he let me hold the reins for
involved, talk to me Trick Daddy I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy Son, can't believe you the most slept on Took a break since the Cuban
, talk to me Trick Daddy I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy Son, can't believe you the most slept on Took a break since the Cuban, niggas