All I Need

[Trick Daddy]<br>People gots to have....money<br>Haha (gangsta)<br>Just like that (Just like that)<br>Haha, my recipe for murda (murda)<br>Couple pounds of brown (Pounds of brown)<br>Couple DT`s (Couple DT`s)<br>Fo` or five of them big things they call shoppas....<br><br>[Infa Red]<br>See I was raised in the slums<br>But niggas tote guns distribute and run<br>Watch out on the one and one servin` the bomb<br>Niggas talk about Miami but they scared to come<br>Leavin` they family in danger just to play in the sun<br>Nigga, we did what you done and what you talkin` about<br>Like droppin` drugs up out of town and keepin` dope in the house<br>Ain`t give my life to that `cause it`s over and out<br>That`s how it is when you exposed in the south<br>See<br><br>[Hook x2]<br>All I need is big guns on the side of me<br>Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed<br>Straight do or die bitches that`ll die for me<br>How many niggas down to ride with me (Hey, hey)<br><br>[Trick Daddy]<br>The reenactment of my first murda<br>With no remorse and no feelin`s<br>Hell, cuz I ain`t even know this nigga<br>The shit was deep I couldn`t just let it go<br>While I was shootin` bout my money<br>Fruitin` bout my dough, bitch<br>I bust his ass like the last muthafucka<br>Went in with them stunnas, came out with them cuttas, cut up<br>You shoulda seen the muthafucka jumpin` thumpin`<br>Bullet after bullet pumpin` fully after fully<br>You muthafuckas went in bad choppas<br>I still got em, that nigga begged for his life but I still shot him<br>I let him know bitch, this is how I feel bout ya<br>I asked him out but now his momma bout to hear about him<br>I`m from the era of the goodfellas, you know<br>Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo Dilly<br>I growed up on the turf watchin` Murph and them<br>Murph dropped the top on the bird, that nigga was hurtin` them<br>I take this shit back to thirties and vogue<br>Let`s see that`s way before them Bama-ass hammers and loaves<br>That`s in the days when the ave was jumpin`<br>Ev`ry nigga was gettin` money, every corner was pumpin` and jumpin`<br>Huh, but now we in the new era<br>A new game a different thang and a whole buncha new killas<br>Money, money, money...<br>E`ery time, goddammit I`ll say it e`ery time<br>Betta call us murderers<br><br>[Hook x2]<br>All I need is big guns on the side of me<br>Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed<br>Straight do or die bitches that`ll die for me<br>How many niggas down to ride with me (Hey, hey)<br><br>[Trick Daddy]<br>The boy think he gettin` payed, jumpin` out<br>Squeezin` AK`s, on the ground they lay<br>That`s how we do this shit in Dade<br>Killer bee`s, snappin` pictures plottin` killin` me<br>Them killed my dogg, hell naw it couldn`t be<br>Gotta straighten this shit, got SK`s with extra clips<br>Holla "killer head", and make them bitches flip the script<br>Cut it back to light, fake the left, rip the right<br>Them feel my eyes, these bitches down to die tonight<br>Pull right on the side, raise it up squeeze that thang<br>Went "bang, bang" till their muh`fuckin` brains hang<br>I live for this, so damn right I kill for this<br>And when I get that feelin`, ain`t gon` be no hit or miss<br><br>[Hook x2]<br>All I need is big guns on the side of me<br>Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed<br>Straight do or die bitches that`ll die for me<br>How many niggas down to ride with me (Hey, hey)