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Текст песни Lonestar Ridaz f Baby Beesh, Happy P, Ma - What You Trippin` Fo`

Lonestar Ridaz f Baby Beesh, Happy P, Ma - What You Trippin` Fo` слова песни

[Max Minelli] *Spoken*So coldNiggas so throwedYoung Max Minelli, niggaOne of Louisiana`s finestCheck it, Lone Star muthafuckin` RidazRight cheaYoung Happy P, SPM, Dope House 2000Dope still sellin` itself, niggaPass what you askAnd we want mill. tickets, niggaNine hundred and ninety-nine thousandIn small face hundred dollar billsAnd one hundred thousand in quartersThem 2000 quarters Millennium shitWhat the fuck is you trippin` fo`, nigga?[Baby Beesh]The whole world wanna rumbleHatas spittin` in my GumboTumble or even stumble, don`t let that ball fumblePay attention to my bumbleHustle ‘till I pull a muscleHot as El Segundo when I`m comin` wit my thunderLettin` off a whole clip-aKick a door when I enterMonumentalKnown to chop a muthafucka for a pinnaTrigger finger got a splinterYou talkin` shit again-a?I`ll grab a switch and beat yo ass with an antennaI`m a cold piece of worker Blastin` wit my bazerka, bazooka Dope House trooperSo now you know the scoop-aCook it up like Betty CrockerQuicker than Marshall FockerMonster, like ChubacaSorry nigga, sianora(Chorus)[Baby Beesh]So what you trippin` fo`So what you trippin` fo`So what you trippin` fo`So what you trippin` fo`So what you trippin` fo`So what you trippin` fo`So what you trippin` fo`So what you trippin` fo`[Happy P]Now I`ma tell you like I told you beforeFuck a pig, fuck a hoe, and fuck federalNiggas and bitches start to trip when yo boy get the doughFool, I`ma go wild when my money get lowI heard you got some cash, but man we got moreNiggas in my face, swearin` to God they can flowBut nigga, I ain`t trippin`, but I ain`t tryin` to hear thatFuck all the yappin` homie, show me where the weed atSo I can cut the sweets, and taste the weed smokeI got big plans wit me and Max and C-LocSee we gon` wreck the game, and we gon` make a killin`When I was 16, I was hurtin` niggas` feelingsForeal (foreal)(Chorus)[Baby Beesh]So you made a little money, oh wow!What the fuck yo punk ass fidna do now?I`ve invested more money (more money)In a crackhead`s dream Remember back as a fiend, when I was lackin` the greenBut now I`m playin` both sides of the fencePullin` licks, no fingerprints so no evidenceEver since I was a youngster (youngster)all I ever wanted to be was a hustler (hustler)Cyber space, desperadoHollow tips in my wallowGuero about dineroBut swallow Tequila bottleFollow my lead, huhFollow my lead, huhBeesh and Happy P fin ta make the block bleed, huh (Chorus)

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