All I Need - Trick Daddy
Artist : “Trick Daddy”
Song title : “All I Need”
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People gots to havemoney
Haha gangsta
Just like that just like that
Haha
My recipe for murda murda
Couple pounds of brown pounds of brown
Couple dts couple dts
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
Nigga
We did what you done and what you talkin about
Like droppin drugs up out of town and keepin dope in the house
Aint give my life to that cause its over and out
Thats 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 thatll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me hey
Hey
Trick daddy
The reenactment of my first murda
With no remorse and no feelins
Hell
Cuz i aint even know this nigga
The shit was deep i couldnt just let it go
While i was shootin bout my money
fruitin bout my dough
Bitch
I bust his ass like the last muthafucka
Went in with them stunnas
Came out with them cuttas
Cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka jumpin thumpin
Bullet after bullet pumpin fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad choppas
I still got em
That nigga begged for his life but i still shot him
I let him know bitch
This is how i feel bout ya
I asked him out but now his momma bout to hear about him
Im from the era of the goodfellas
You know
Nigga like big ike
Big nose bob and bo dilly
I growed up on the turf watchin murph and them
Murph dropped the top on the bird
That nigga was hurtin them
I take this shit back to thirties and vogue
Lets see thats way before them bama-ass hammers and loaves
Thats in the days when the ave was jumpin
Evry nigga was gettin money
Every corner was pumpin and jumpin
Huh
But now we in the new era
A new game a different thang and a whole buncha new killas
Money
Money
Money
Eery time
Goddammit ill say it eery 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 thatll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me hey
Hey
Trick daddy
The boy think he gettin payed
Jumpin out
Squeezin aks
On the ground they lay
Thats how we do this shit in dade
Killer bees
Snappin pictures plottin killin me
Them killed my dogg
Hell naw it couldnt be
Gotta straighten this shit
Got sks with extra clips
Holla "killer head"
And make them bitches flip the script
Cut it back to light
fake the left
Rip the right
Them feel my eyes
These bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side
Raise it up squeeze that thang
Went "bang
Bang" till their muhfuckin brains hang
I live for this
So damn right i kill for this
And when i get that feelin
Aint 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 thatll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me hey
Hey