Из альбома: Dear Diary

[Trick Daddy]
I just hope y'all niggas know
That when it's time that you niggas gotta be ready for war
You niggas gotta be prepared
You niggas gotta know that I'm serious about this shit
I'mma run 'em down, nigga
I've done been used, abused, and accused of things that ain't true
And been told some shit about some things that ain't even new
But what I done heard is true, I know y'all done heard it too
Been saying shit like Trick run hit from a bird or two
And y'all claiming that I'm the man
I got these banging ass bitches standing around with their hands out
Word is on the streets is that a nigga like me
Done went from jack boy from dope boy in less than a week
See I got more snitches and bitches than my clique ever saw
And I hang with crooked ass judges, lawyers, cops, and robbers
I wish I had a block of that shit
I give my block to my chick
And set up shop in this bitch
I wish I meant a country bitch from a hick town and I
Send her to get a table and break a whole half of brick down
Y'all niggas know it cost money to go to war
And I know a couple niggas with a couple of millions to blow, it's on
1 - [Jim Crow]
It's on, just stay calm
We ain't bullshittin' nigga we droppin' bombs
Uhh it's like that
Ain't done right the first time we coming back
It's on, just stay calm
We ain't bullshittin' nigga we droppin' bombs
Uhh it's like that
Ain't done right the first time we coming back
[Jim Crow]
Ha, Cha Cha
We got the hoes in a headlock now Cha
A new millennium baby
Make 'em bounce, make 'em bounce
[Cha Cha]
Where can I start cause baby girl a

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