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Текст песни Trick Daddy f Infa Red (Unda Presha) - All I Need

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[Trick Daddy]People gots to have....moneyHaha (gangsta)Just like that (Just like that)Haha, my recipe for murda (murda)Couple pounds of brown (Pounds of brown)Couple DT`s (Couple DT`s)Fo` or five of them big things they call shoppas....[Infa Red]See I was raised in the slumsBut niggas tote guns distribute and runWatch out on the one and one servin` the bombNiggas talk about Miami but they scared to comeLeavin` they family in danger just to play in the sunNigga, we did what you done and what you talkin` aboutLike droppin` drugs up out of town and keepin` dope in the houseAin`t give my life to that `cause it`s over and outThat`s how it is when you exposed in the southSee[Hook x2]All I need is big guns on the side of meBout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weedStraight do or die bitches that`ll die for meHow many niggas down to ride with me (Hey, hey)[Trick Daddy]The reenactment of my first murdaWith no remorse and no feelin`sHell, cuz I ain`t even know this niggaThe shit was deep I couldn`t just let it goWhile I was shootin` bout my moneyFruitin` bout my dough, bitchI bust his ass like the last muthafuckaWent in with them stunnas, came out with them cuttas, cut upYou shoulda seen the muthafucka jumpin` thumpin`Bullet after bullet pumpin` fully after fullyYou muthafuckas went in bad choppasI still got em, that nigga begged for his life but I still shot himI let him know bitch, this is how I feel bout yaI asked him out but now his momma bout to hear about himI`m from the era of the goodfellas, you knowNigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo DillyI growed up on the turf watchin` Murph and themMurph dropped the top on the bird, that nigga was hurtin` themI take this shit back to thirties and vogueLet`s see that`s way before them Bama-ass hammers and loavesThat`s in the days when the ave was jumpin`Ev`ry nigga was gettin` money, every corner was pumpin` and jumpin`Huh, but now we in the new eraA new game a different thang and a whole buncha new killasMoney, money, money...E`ery time, goddammit I`ll say it e`ery timeBetta call us murderers[Hook x2]All I need is big guns on the side of meBout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weedStraight do or die bitches that`ll die for meHow many niggas down to ride with me (Hey, hey)[Trick Daddy]The boy think he gettin` payed, jumpin` outSqueezin` AK`s, on the ground they layThat`s how we do this shit in DadeKiller bee`s, snappin` pictures plottin` killin` meThem killed my dogg, hell naw it couldn`t beGotta straighten this shit, got SK`s with extra clipsHolla "killer head", and make them bitches flip the scriptCut it back to light, fake the left, rip the rightThem feel my eyes, these bitches down to die tonightPull right on the side, raise it up squeeze that thangWent "bang, bang" till their muh`fuckin` brains hangI live for this, so damn right I kill for thisAnd when I get that feelin`, ain`t gon` be no hit or miss[Hook x2]All I need is big guns on the side of meBout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weedStraight do or die bitches that`ll die for meHow many niggas down to ride with me (Hey, hey)

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