Born A Thug Trick Daddy

Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be So he's gonna be A straight thug His mama was a G And daddy was a G Ain't nothin' left for him to be But a thug Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be So he's gonna be A straight

Thug Holiday Trick Daddy

his mother And I was thinking if I lose mine, who`s gone raise my brother Not to be a thug, stay in school, don`t use drugs Who`ll teach him right from wrong and show them boys, true love So I pray

Ain't a Thug (feat. Trey Songz) Trick Daddy

[Trick] If I ain't a thug, you think I aint a thug then tell me what I am [Chorus w/ Trey Songz] cuz if I aint a thug, why do I feel this way why the steets stay on my mind since I am a thug, why do y'all

Thug For Life Trick Daddy

be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life No, no, can't nobody get deep in the

Thug Life Again Trick Daddy

one's livin' Chorus: (repeat 2x) Trick Daddy All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns We can break Buddy Roe out the pin And then it's thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh Verse 2:

Rags To Riches Trick Daddy

Until the day a nigga D-I-E I`ll be forever thuggin baby Ever since I f**king These bitches loved it baby Still got the chron son I used to be drug dealer X-men, Ex-con, forever thug nigga Around here

Let Me Ride Trick Daddy

Rabbit like a fast from the past bone jean overalls yall can kiss my ass thug nigga going back to the basic and that Iceberg on the curve is thug animated but first off this is T double when I hitya

Change My Life Trick Daddy

All to the old girl See yall hoes betta chill Now back to the game Lotsa niggaa been dying for this Done lost they lives to this Got me on this survival some type of AK rider Na I started with thug

Could It Be Trick Daddy

(for my thugs y'all, nigga) Trick Daddy: Very sleek, gotta sneak, Peepin', creepin', Turn it up my homeboy, Tellin' lies, to the guys, like nigga I'm goin' home boy.

Hold On Trick Trick

Marijuana Got Me Copin Wit My Problems And Hennessy Got Me Hopin I Could Solve Em My Baby Mama Ull Of Drama Tryin To Scar Me But Unlike My Old Sorry Ass Father I Tried Harder My Baby Raised To Hate Her Daddy

Gotta Let You Have It Trick Daddy

"[Buddy Roe] Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic [Trick Daddy] I just might have to toss this nine Across your mind Across

Bout My Money Trick Daddy

"[Trick Daddy] Let's see, what to do today? Fuck that I'm goin' to get my money This one in a..

Ain't No Santa (Bonus Mix) Trick Daddy

Everybody doin songs talking about what they gat and they jewelry and they cars, i want to talk about somethingwe never had shit, be real (Trick Daddy) And there damn sure aint no Santa Clause because,

For The Thugs Trick Daddy

they on a roll hurry up nigga come on they got guns (I'm doin' this one for the thugs) They got big guns! They wanna go to war nigga Hah?

God's Been Good Trick Daddy

Another anthem for the thugs Dade County's finest [Intro] Look what God done gave me Look what God done done And even though I'm thuggin' God been good to me [Verse 1] On everything I love, I'm a thug

The Children's Song Trick Daddy

at least And believe in love It'll show you the way, it'll show you the way That's right, uh-huh [Trick Daddy] God bless the souls of those that impose a threat Better yet, let's forget 'bout this foolishness

Bout Mine Trick Daddy

I′m a Philly man, but I don′t blow garbage Got sweet dick, most of these hoes got it Ain′t no love, you see how the Feds do us Wanna eat like rust and some for tear Lucas Haul that blunt to a nigga

Walkin' Like A Hoe Trick Daddy

bitch I feed 'cha ho Young greasy ho, you sleezy ho, put a nigga don't need 'cha ho Believe me ho, bitch you don't know nann nigga like me How you gone play a nigga like me Straighten that thug nigga

Ain't No Santa Trick Daddy

Everybody doin songs talking about what they got and they jewelry and they cars I'm gonna talk about something eles we never had shit, we real (Trick Daddy) And there damn sure aint no Santa Clause because

Let's Go (edited album version) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Let's Go (feat. Twista & Lil' Jon) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

Let's Go (feat. Big D & Twista) (Clean Ver.) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon [Hook:] Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know), I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)

U Neva Know Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] This one goin out to uhh, that nigga Bub (the game done changed) Young Black Boy, Rick Growley, that nigga Wayne Parker (ha ha) You know, all the niggaz I know that was told on Yesterday's

Thugs About (feat. Dirt Bag) Trick Daddy

[Intro: Cool & Dre] Good god, a ha ha Yo Trick I think we done did it again man ( [echo:] of course, of course) Miami's finest, T Double D (haha haha) Y'all know who we be [Chorus: Cool & Dre] I wanna

4 Eva (feat. Jazze Pha) Trick Daddy

Daddy] Now I ain't ever been a man with manners But I, think I can handle, bein a lil' romantic Now we can Crist' it up or Moet it I can kick gangsta shit or get ghetto poetic What's your name lil' momma

Shut Yo Face (Uncle Fucka) Trick Daddy

Shut yo fucking face (Verse 1 Trick Daddy) Everybody wanna be the big boy Sling king with the biggest names in the game In the wood grains big grins big chains big things on the big mane Motherfuckers

Play No Games Trick Daddy

deaky cause it ain`t no thang yeah B-ba-da-da-da-da You see the part of making busta ass niggas you been fucking with Always busting shit, but never talking shit Any of us tell you don`t think that a

Haters (Feat. Trick Daddy) Field Mob

chain, the gucci hat, the gucci Air Jordan retros to match Even though I step on the scene, so fresh and so clean nice tek'n wit' me, I still got my weapon wit' me strapped wit' a tek in my jeans ready

Hoe But Can't Help It Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it 'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic Old material bitch Gold-digging for them tender dicks A real nigga never give you shit Biotch Born and

Champion (Feat. Trick Daddy) Jacki-O

Jacki-ODaum this must be the remix, remix, remix, remix Goin to town, Drum major, Jacki-O, T double D Trick DaddyI am the champion King ding-a-ling Say my name for the dick I sling Go on head bitch do

I Luv Trick Daddy

She was a betty I done knew back in the day Little scary lil' bitch from around the way Plus she sucked and fucked all day With a little bit of Alize (Alize, Alize) I put it down for these young hoes Get

Rain It Pours Trick Daddy

me with em You could set me up to crush time It ain`t selling the vines so nigga,lay down and do your time Cause, back when you was kingpinning I was sitting off in prison, and you ain`t send me a

Nann Trick Daddy

Hell no I don't want to holla at no motherfuckin Trick He all over there smelling like boonk and Hennesey and shit Hell no I'm saying though What you got a playa back there just trying to say what's up

Like A Boss Slim Thug

I call shots - like a boss Stack knots - like a boss Cop drops - like a boss On top - like a boss Paid Tha Cost - like Tha Bo$$ When I floss - like a boss Big house - like a boss Rep the North - like a

Thug Pit Insane Clown Posse

all the same Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us [Tech N9ne] It's that nigga that

Still Ballin

Straight motherfuckin ballin Part two, still ballin Westside [Verse One: 2Pac] Now ever since a nigga was a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin Ridin on these niggaz

Still Ballin 2pac

hekakila@hotmail.com Straight motherfuckin ballin Part two, still ballin Westside [Verse One: 2Pac] Now ever since a nigga was a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin

Melting Pot（feat. Trick Daddy） Pitbull

[Verse 1] I'm not a thug No, no, no, no I'm not a gangsta But I won't hesitate To cock back, bust and point blank ya Lord thank ya I'm like that coke and weed When it burn slow Motherfucker I'll

Kill A Head Trick Daddy

Kill-a-head and the body dead (2x) Buddy Roe Come down, your best bet is to sport a vest nevertheless I'm leaving a mess Nigga, fuck your chest Hollow points leaving brains on the front seat Fuck

Gangsta Trick Daddy

And the winner is, Trick Diesel Facemob My nigga Baby, ha ha Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta You know me, `T` double, you know I`m a G Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker

America Trick Daddy

Posed to be Land of the free I don't see how Count me in Uh America Oh America Ha ha ha America (America) Sweet land of liberty y'all I'm doing this one for the struggle And every bad doin' brotha Sista, daddy

10-20-Life Trick Daddy

s/ Babies havin babies (Babies havin babies)/ N*****s dyin young/ Boy this s**t crazy/ You got drugs and guns/ But a n***a need them/ Prospect for a jack/ Then you can squeeze them/ To his head/ Left him

I Wanna Sang Trick Daddy

I bet you'll love it (I just wanna sing) yeah yeah yeah (I-I ain't askin for much) [T] Well go 'head then I just wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it (I ain't askin for much) [Trick

Pimp Trick Daddy

Money Buddy Roe Freaky deaky Trick Daddy and Yours truly Buddy Rizoe J.T. Money Yeah and that nigga J.T.

Back In The Days Trick Daddy

Back in the days It wasn't no AIDS It wasn't no AK's More afros than braids Wasn't nuttin for a boy to get a straight fade But not no mo Niggaz done twist up the fro Let it lock and grow Quick

Gangsta Livin' Trick Daddy

I know 'Pac woulda loved this one here [Chorus: Trick Daddy] This gangsta livin, weavin dope dealin, oh how it's changed It's gettin strange, and dangerous, but that's the way shit goes [Trick Daddy] This

In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin spam

In Da Wind (Semi Clean - Mike's Radio) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin-ass nigga Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin

In Da Wind Trick Daddy

None of my teachers ain′t like me (uh-huh) But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo′ like me If you growed up the way I did You gotsta understand, Trick love the kids (Ooooooohh!)

Sugar (Gimme Some) [feat. Cee-Lo & Ludacris] Trick Daddy

[Cee-Lo] Uh huh [T-Dubl] Yeah [Cee-Lo] Aw man I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it [T-Dubl] After this one you gon need a root canal then [Cee-Lo] I love sugar all of it [T-Dubl] This one for all