Lirik Lagu Trouble - DJ Quik F/ AMG
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[DJ Quik]I'm not ya one hit wonderAnd when you see me on the streets in a black jeepknow I got the heat up underNot up under the seat, up under my cheekLike so close to me that when I move it squeaksI ain't no big buff dude I'm a rap singerI exercise one muscle that's my strap fingerAnd I can't call it how I see it no more'Cause these niggas'll take ya words back and twist em' like a pretzelAnd these bitches be the same tooComin' with that sob story crocodile tears trying to gang youAnd that's exactly what the game doAnd if you ever get caught dirty with a nigga she gon' blame youSo what in the hell you want to floss her for?It's supposed to be bout' what a baller nigga cost that ho (yeah)You givin' a game of black eye in ya S-5While you niggas kick back poppin' X you let that cuz' dryAnd that bitch supposed to carry her own car note (c'mon, yep)And don't be going for that shit "I got a sore throat" (yeah)Give that bitch a couple of Sucrets (mmm hmm)Or give that that ho that application down on Vernon to that duplex (see ya)
[Chorus] (AMG)When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concernThe only concern
[AMG]Bitch you get fucked, can't suckbut you want a nigga with a million bucksA 5-double-0 and a Rover truckI bend 'em all over 'til I know they stuckWant to tell your friends that you fucked with ABut how many dicks did ya suck today?Do we play ball? Do we move that weight?All I got for a motherfuckin ho is hateBitch want to get drunk and highPoint that booty on to the skySquare ass bitch go bake a pieGet a tattoo of a dick in ya eyeWant to be flied call Continental (bitch)The Benz ain't a rentalSippin' on shit that ya can't pronounceHo quit staring at my bank account
[Chorus] (AMG)When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
[DJ Quik]I'm the bomb bitch, I'm seizingP the reason you know'Cause pimpin'll have you seeing me with a bad ass hoLegendary my nameSecondary you cameAnd you won't see me stop making hits 'till I walk with a caneStill 5'11", 6 feet with shoesCompton, OG nigga givin' niggas the bluesEtched in stone, makin' yo bitch fetch the boneI'm calling the cops punk motherfuckers catch the phoneThe walkie talkie, the 2-way and all of the aboveNightstick up yo ass 'til we all see bloodFuck ya, I'm a cop too (what?)I'm a cop me a kilo of yayand try to get it crackin' like it's '82 (ahh yeah)With Monte Carlos and European firms cop them El Co's on that gold laceDippin' round the whole place (whole place)Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the whole case (whole case)And when them marks come nigga crack they whole faceThe way my glock cock keep a niggas fullgot him spittin' like that pitcher from the KC RoyalsSocked the P.D., haters R.I.P.Very sincerely yoursQuik nigga please
[Chorus] (AMG)When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concernThe only concern
When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
Ahh!
[Chorus] (AMG)When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concernThe only concern
[AMG]Bitch you get fucked, can't suckbut you want a nigga with a million bucksA 5-double-0 and a Rover truckI bend 'em all over 'til I know they stuckWant to tell your friends that you fucked with ABut how many dicks did ya suck today?Do we play ball? Do we move that weight?All I got for a motherfuckin ho is hateBitch want to get drunk and highPoint that booty on to the skySquare ass bitch go bake a pieGet a tattoo of a dick in ya eyeWant to be flied call Continental (bitch)The Benz ain't a rentalSippin' on shit that ya can't pronounceHo quit staring at my bank account
[Chorus] (AMG)When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
[DJ Quik]I'm the bomb bitch, I'm seizingP the reason you know'Cause pimpin'll have you seeing me with a bad ass hoLegendary my nameSecondary you cameAnd you won't see me stop making hits 'till I walk with a caneStill 5'11", 6 feet with shoesCompton, OG nigga givin' niggas the bluesEtched in stone, makin' yo bitch fetch the boneI'm calling the cops punk motherfuckers catch the phoneThe walkie talkie, the 2-way and all of the aboveNightstick up yo ass 'til we all see bloodFuck ya, I'm a cop too (what?)I'm a cop me a kilo of yayand try to get it crackin' like it's '82 (ahh yeah)With Monte Carlos and European firms cop them El Co's on that gold laceDippin' round the whole place (whole place)Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the whole case (whole case)And when them marks come nigga crack they whole faceThe way my glock cock keep a niggas fullgot him spittin' like that pitcher from the KC RoyalsSocked the P.D., haters R.I.P.Very sincerely yoursQuik nigga please
[Chorus] (AMG)When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concernThe only concern
When I bump on this troubleNiggas gettin' big money on the doubleFast lane, champagne, rubber to burnGettin' rich bitch is the only concern
Ahh!
