Young Chris - Trillmatic lyrics

Fuck you all!
Different type of dance when you're rhyming
Black momma,call me 'Thomas
Come back at it
Bad bitch,right in the way
Black man,hitting and striking right in the face
First 48's ,somebody is tip sing
Leavin' every show you tell,we give a clips out
Wing a hottie,everyday that nigga's popping
Can't resist it ,but the gloves bring the'
All the stackin',pull a stack we got it acting
'When you fuck around with these dirty whores
I got 970,need 30 more
Get out line with mines,and Ima murder yours
Big daddy ',baby.I serve the raw
Both checkin',diamond Thomas wearin' 34
Never heard before 'niggaz,they know the ball
Got the biggest auxiliary when we go to war
Nigaz droppin' ,got aware,they go to store
'They tell me gunner keep comin' ,you gonna see your day
I tell my momma and daughter that it's gonna be okay
It's better than this lockdown and be away
Nigga never fold,they suck dick and sell they soul
And mix it up and switch it up when tell they hoes
I was 19 wearing platinum and sellin' gold
16 niggazs een it in me,tell them hoe
They can see I'm hot,naked bitches are on a yacht
I'm loving this cause ,niggaz was on the block
Sellin rock?...
They tell me gunner,let's get it,now turn it up a notch
Keep the fields comin',keep pushin' that drink comin'
On this court,fans talke in,it means something
Let get tge chop,niggaz dead,I swear to God
'prepare to die
Fuc k you all snitches,you all girls are our bitches
Fuck tryin',go get it,nigga and die richer
You all should take a page out our book
We standin' over the stove until it all cooked
This is a small rock,suit and tie,cigar look
Fresh fitter,promoter callin',I'm all booked
Until we win,more in the south ride
And get it in'till hey digging it,bitch,I'm alive
Motherfuckers
Just like that,nigga