While I fuck you in the ass Don't get the wrong idea man Fuck you in the ass I aina??t your fuckin' boyfriend here Fuck you in the ass No-one's enjoying
on the trigga, what'cha gone do? What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On U Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do? What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On U
screw, 'cause they ain't got nothin' else goin' for they ass! When a nigga goin' for a ugly chick? She gotta get up off her ass!..." [Chorus:] [Mixx
Can't you read the signs? ay fuck it man (Whatchu doin?) Mobbin' like a motherfucker stuck Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' fucked
other trick and Mobb Deep, fuck you too nigga! If a nigga didn't want to get talked about he shouldn'ta stepped in the fuckin ring If Tyson don't want
it's all about you but you know I'm lyin though, hah! Yeauhh [2Pac] You probably crooked as the last trick; want it light but how I got my ass caught
hit from Tha' Lunatic [Stretch] Yeah, fuck that God! Word up Blowin niggaz out the motherfuckin frame yaknahmsayin? Constantly.. fuck that trick, we ain't havin it [Tupac] Leave me the fuck
! Trust! that facts don't lie! Stack's about to take flight! No tellin' how long that ass'll gone nap when I cut off your fuckin' light switch!... Shakin
hit twice 'fore you catch me usin' trick dice Go to parole off of two in stolen wheels My colon holdin' pills, fuck takin' some Golden Seal I smoke
layin nigga down daily you face me drunk or sober you faint fast i never fucked up to where i cant whoop your ass. you neck will get snapped with bare hands. fuck
Man we deep everywhere we roll Ask around and they all know Tricky That's whats good man they all say Tricky [ Outro ] [ Trick Trick ] Yeah. Trick Trick
ground Now how that shit sound? Sounds like a shake down Here comes the break down I bet'cha break, I bet'cha gotta headache Ya can't keep ya ass awake
hands, somebody got hit I didn't come to bullshit I come to drop shit Fuckin witcha heads, goin in and out and in again I'm all fucked up in the head
: You wanna know somethin' that makes me sick When people be constantly talkin' 'bout stupid shit Shit like who made rap up I don't give a fuck as long
heard Motherfuck you and your punk-ass ghetto bird "Run, run, run, from the ghetto bird" [2x] [Verse Two:] Now.. My homey's here to lick on a trick
X] [Cube] I'm comin! [Verse One] I wanna kill him, cause he tried to play me like the trick but you see, I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with I got the A
own laws, so we do what we like Call it free will, our only concern is a weed bill A moon is a big ass e-pill, fuckers, be real [Outro: Carlton Fisk]
J.R. Writer] im from the party to the lobby to the lobby with the pump listen papi u aint gotti get the shotty if u stunt masserati in the front, i aint
