Gotta Let You Have It
Исполнитель: Trick Daddy f Buddy Roe
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[Buddy Roe]<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br><br>[Trick Daddy]<br>I just might have to toss this nine<br>Across your mind<br>Across that line<br>I`m running straight up in your mammy`s house by mine<br>Puttin` this fire up in this old bitch mouth by mine<br>And openin` fire<br>And I ain`t swearing no niggas<br>Give the deed up until four niggas<br>Ain`t sympathizing with you hoe niggas<br>I`m just realizing what this thug shit for nigga<br>You in the middle of a war nigga<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>The whole clip<br>Fucking up the whole trip<br>Now you fucking with the boogie man<br>This shit deeper than Nino Brown<br>And I ain`t see no clown <br>Nigga nigga nigga<br><br>[Buddy Roe]<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br><br>[Trick Daddy]<br>I got some niggas that`ll bump with you<br>Play with your kids and eat lunch with you<br>Then fuck around and kill your ass<br>I close shop <br>With 2 shots from a far away glock<br>Then leave you dead to rot<br>In a empty lot<br>And this thug shit simply not<br>To be taken light<br>Well y`all fake less I`m taken life<br>Then I`m taking off<br>To the old hood<br>To check on a old girl<br>To make sure it`s still all good<br>Then it`s back to the streets<br>To finish this beef<br>Looking for them same niggas that`s looking for me<br>And about three blocks<br>>From where they set up shop<br>Sell weed and lay some rocks<br>They got these old cops<br>Working they`re spots<br>And young niggas on the roof with red dots<br>When me and my clique scrap and we scared not<br><br>[Buddy Roe]<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br><br>[Buddy Roe]<br>I`m paranoid cause I`m hearing things<br>Time served<br>Only out a few months, associated with birds<br>They want to pop it, I got bad nerves<br>Peep<br>Mini-14 on the front seat<br>You want to be there for your kids, nigga play with it<br>His Grams missing, who did it, I`ma deal with it<br>So fuck I care about the shorty<br>Cause nigga you been known<br>Skip town<br>With my pound<br>With my dudes `round<br>Now nigga how you playin`, I done counted that<br>You wanted work, all you had to do is fucking ask<br>My cuban friend<br>Want his ends<br>Instead of you flipping them divedends<br>Making millions<br>Popping then<br>Silly rabbit<br>You done started static<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rapping fire from my automatic<br>You left me stuck<br>And so you outta luck<br>Cause you done fucked my credit up<br>ASHES TO ASHES, DUST TO DUST<br>Nigga what<br><br>[Buddy Roe]<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic<br>Now I gotta let you have it<br>Rappin` fire from my automatic