stuey helmet hella tight with' no strap Busta's waitin' up fo' her return get no haps She come back with' tricks turnin' fo' show taps So when I come
don't even budge Cause I don't know you And I'm sure to get my thug on, ho Who that baby's daddy, daddy is beatin' your nigga Where his Caddy is?
4 4s tippin We ain't trippin just flippin These haters dip when they see us (when they see us) Cause they can neva beat us best us or be us I'm a G that
throat like Spreewel, but don't release 'em till his necks broke I mean hell, people are pissed the can't grab me Suck in, puffin the wind like Trick Daddy
be listenin and that shit be hurtin Not all of us but some of us And if we don't hurry up, they gon bury each and every life of us [Chorus] [Ludacris
re shit in It's Nas in your area, Queens 'bout to tear it up Braveheart y'all scared of us, real niggas, they be us [Missy & Lil' Mo] What's your name
'em off I'm bout to deal with your issues while I get'cha right, c'mon [Chorus] w/ new Trick Daddy ad libs [Verse Two: Trick Daddy] Leave me your number
gangsta's rome, all nite long and ah Thuggin there for days wit my g's and we pray, help us Lord [Verse 1: (Trick Daddy)] I done seen it all, done
no thang yeah B-ba-da-da-da-da [Trick Daddy] You see the part of making busta ass niggas you been fucking with Always busting shit, but never talking shit Any of us
Trick Daddy] As an American, I think the whole world's against us It took 9-11 just to convince us That we got wars going on And it's way bigger than thugs
hardest Radio gon' play this regardless S-N-S, bust like an SKS Betta ask somebody who the best (Yes) [Hook] [Trick Daddy] Call me - Rosco, Peeko Tran And I come through in that seven tre thang (Uh-huh) Play wit us
way [Trick Daddy] The Lord have mercy on 'em For they young and dumb, and that's why I come to pray for 'em Though some of us are better than most of
sea explorers C'mon [singer] These are the days, Lord these are the days These are the days (these are the days) Lord these are the days (for the thugs) [Trick Daddy
coast Cause when them thugs really need it the most a thug holiday Just like em, just like em, just like em, a thug holiday - 2x [Trick Daddy] Here
'exes' come flex with me YEEE!! Girl what's gooood You lookin' for love and now you found it in the hooood [Chorus] (w/ adlibs from Trick Daddy) [Verse 3: Trick Daddy
helmet hella tight with' no strap Busta's waitin' up fo' her return get no haps She come back with' tricks turnin' fo' show taps So when I come back