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Some information about All I Need Lyrics Title: Trick Daddy - All I Need lyrics Artist: Trick Daddy Album: Thug Holiday Visitors: 7 visitors have visited All I Need Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [Trick Daddy] People gots to have....money Haha gangsta Just like that Just like that Hahamy recipe for murda murda Couple pounds of brown Pounds of brown Couple DT s Couple DT s Fo or five of them big things they call shoppas.... [Infa Red] See I was raised in the slums But niggas tote guns distribute and run Watch out on the one and one servin the bomb Niggas talk about Miami but they scared to come Leavin they family in danger just to play in the sun Niggawe did what you done and what you talkin about Like droppin drugs up out of town and keepin dope in the house Ain t give my life to that cause it s over and out That s how it is when you exposed in the south See [Hook x2] All I need is big guns on the side of me Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed Straight do or die bitches that ll die for me How many niggas down to ride with me Heyhey [Trick Daddy] The reenactment of my first murda With no remorse and no feelin s Hellcuz I ain t even know this nigga The shit was deep I couldn t just let it go While I was shootin bout my money Fruitin bout my doughbitch I bust his ass like the last muthafucka Went in with them stunnascame out with them cuttascut up You shoulda seen the muthafucka jumpin thumpin Bullet after bullet pumpin fully after fully You muthafuckas went in bad choppas I still got emthat nigga begged for his life but I still shot him I let him know bitchthis is how I feel bout ya I asked him out but now his momma bout to hear about him I m from the era of the goodfellasyou know Nigga like Big IkeBig Nose Bob and Bo Dilly I growed up on the turf watchin Murph and them Murph dropped the top on the birdthat nigga was hurtin them I take this shit back to thirties and vogue Let s see that s way before them Bama-ass hammers and loaves That s in the days when the ave was jumpin Ev ry nigga was gettin moneyevery corner was pumpin and jumpin Huhbut now we in the new era A new game a different thang and a whole buncha new killas Moneymoneymoney... E ery timegoddammit I ll say it e ery time Betta call us murderers [Hook x2] All I need is big guns on the side of me Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed Straight do or die bitches that ll die for me How many niggas down to ride with me Heyhey [Trick Daddy] The boy think he gettin payedjumpin out Squeezin AK son the ground they lay That s how we do this shit in Dade Killer bee ssnappin pictures plottin killin me Them killed my dogghell naw it couldn t be Gotta straighten this shitgot SK s with extra clips Holla killer headand make them bitches flip the script Cut it back to lightfake the leftrip the right Them feel my eyesthese bitches down to die tonight Pull right on the sideraise it up squeeze that thang Went bangbang till their muh fuckin brains hang I live for thisso damn right I kill for this And when I get that feelin ain t gon be no hit or miss [Hook x2] All I need is big guns on the side of me Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed Straight do or die bitches that ll die for me How many niggas down to ride with me Heyhey Hottest songs from Trick Daddy : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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