hustlers, you damn right that im doing it for the niggas who sittin and aint snitchin, And all the niggas who gone, I aint forget you, im still here waitin cause you
because it's soon to come, cause you know the streets miss you they ask about you errday, so you gotta maintian, get up out this okay, though I know you
Übersetzung: Trick Daddy. Sie Damn Right.
it's soon to come, cause you know the streets miss you they ask about you errday, so you gotta maintian, get up out this okay, though I know you hot
em up? That's right y'all, give them bitches the motherfuckin middle finger RAISSSSE em up These hoes can't fade me, don't these bitches know we crazy? Thug Life, niggaz, be, the sickest You
: Turn it up loud Hahaha, ahahaha, hey man You a little sucker for love, right? Word up, hahahahaha I shoulda seen you was trouble right from the starrrrt
you know I might do ya See a black clock and my buckshots run right thru ya I never knew ya Cos I'm not a trick You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not
How old are you? "16" Well that's just right But you're 18 if anybody asks tonight I'm a teach you how to get this long paper right Catch a trick, suck
on, like no other) [Trick Daddy] And gimme some of your butter pecan Put it right there on tip of my tongue, hold it Right jeeeah Cuz baby, if I bite you I bet you
told me you know, I wouldn't say something that wasn't worth it And I damn sure wouldn't waste my time tellin you something that'll hurt you Its your
no other) [Trick Daddy] And gimme some of your butter pecan Put it right there on tip of my tongue, hold it Right jeeeah Cuz baby, if I bite you I bet you
my lucky draw So many lives are in hole My word is bond And if you step you best believe my homies are swoll To put you niggaz in the cemetery (boom)
let you know Break the bitch you say "I will" Separate the bitch but you saying "I will" Damn nigga, shit Since you but it like that I'mma lay some right
's even madder (You god damn right!) Mr. Producer (yo, youknowhatI'msayin) why are you so mad? Yo, Iiiiiii, I'ma I'ma keep it real simple for you Yeah
love..." Baby doll it's on You were made for me baby, since the day you were born You just had to find the player that was right for you Now you met
you been in the streets You was with that hoe again, money wrapped in rubber bands What you sellin' blow again? How she got you holdin' guns but you call that hoe your friend? You
for talking that shit You don't want none nigga, you don't want none You don't want none bitch, you don't want none You don't want none nigga, you don
