Lirik Lagu Bout Mine - Trick Daddy
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(Trick Daddy)Bitch I'll kill ya, fo' night
(Hook x2)I'm goin' all way out bout mineBest in a biscuit shot bout mineHoes get slapped in the mouth bout minePrices stay the same and they drop bout mine
(Verse 1, Money Mark)You fucks with T Double D then you fucks with weNow you runnin' round duckin' meYoung nigga with a AK better than Ananda LeeI send them killers where ya mama beI be Money M to the izzay, R to the kizzayCome through choppin' ya block I don't plizzayGot dolo for the low, then hit the 2 WayPeace to Uncle Lisle I miss him everyday, heyLove dough and love to hate hoesLove to pull nigga bout mine lil' noseNigga tryna hold me back, I'm throwin' 'bowsI'm a treal ass nigga, that's how shit goes
(Rick Ross)You can never fuck with me, I'll just flow harderCL 6 sittin' low on those (?)I'm a Philly man, but I don't blow garbageGot sweet dick, most of these hoes got itAin't no love, you see how the Feds do usWanna eat like rust and some for tear LucasHaul that blunt to a nigga share mucasBody on 'em so what, look up we had shooters(?) Take all tinted routeHand guns, razor blades comin' out of the mouthBorderline rapper, come see me but twin 49 rapperIt's more to mine rapperSaw that rhyme after, yeah, got the right gatEat with the 2 Way they scared to write backLay niggas down like this? No like 'datNo whoever ran, make 'em come back like crack
(Duece Poppi)You better worry bout you, don't worry bout meI pop three, out the drop-eI smoke brocoli, you know we got DDuece Poppi and T Double DWe got them AK shells and they hot as hellCrackin' back to the white meat like lobster tailsPoppin shells, quick to crack your breastboneTore his head off 'cause he had his vest on12 gauge, shoot ten times for hatersNiggas curlin' up like activatorsFake ass thugs, stop with them liesYou ain't rapped like that when Tupac was alive
(Hook x2)
(Verse 2, Mystic)I'm not gonna fuck with you nigga, 'cause I don't know you my niggaSo don't you fuck with me or my dogsNigga I'm for real about mine, and my dogs ready to kill bout mineI chill, smoke crip and send ordersOff all those po-po's and armed forces, fuck 'emThey don't wanna see me fly, I don't trust 'emThey probably wanna see me die, that whyHold the fire, and keep it closed and keep an open eyeFor them haters and hoes, 'cause I don't play about mineGoin' deep, pray about mineKnow baby had to spray about mine, AK about mineFuck that you've been warned too many timesHow you feel bout yours, nigga I'm ten times worseYou gettin' revenge but nigga mine will get you cursedSo please don't fuck around with me'Cause my dogs will bust around at heWhoever obsessed, me boy, don't test me boyTouch me, my dog'll wetcha boy
(Trick Daddy)Most niggas get rich, get goatsI went out and got guns, united my folks (my folks)Pour it out for the ones we lost, now bitchThrow it up 'fore I blow it upYou ain't know I was a G muthafuckaYou don't really wanna see me muthafuckaI'm a thug nigga, fo' lifeBitch I'll kill ya, fo' nightI'm goin' all way out bout mineBest in a biscuit shot bout mineHoes get slapped in the mouth bout minePrices stay the same and they drop bout mineRunnin' in your grandmami house bout mineI ain't slippin', I got my ninePlus Duece got his, you better think twice bitch 'cause you got kidsPlus, I know what you did, add that to the fact I know where you liveThug life and you know how it isShit don't stop till a nigga get killed (killed, killed, killed, get killed)
(Hook x2)
(Hook x2)I'm goin' all way out bout mineBest in a biscuit shot bout mineHoes get slapped in the mouth bout minePrices stay the same and they drop bout mine
(Verse 1, Money Mark)You fucks with T Double D then you fucks with weNow you runnin' round duckin' meYoung nigga with a AK better than Ananda LeeI send them killers where ya mama beI be Money M to the izzay, R to the kizzayCome through choppin' ya block I don't plizzayGot dolo for the low, then hit the 2 WayPeace to Uncle Lisle I miss him everyday, heyLove dough and love to hate hoesLove to pull nigga bout mine lil' noseNigga tryna hold me back, I'm throwin' 'bowsI'm a treal ass nigga, that's how shit goes
(Rick Ross)You can never fuck with me, I'll just flow harderCL 6 sittin' low on those (?)I'm a Philly man, but I don't blow garbageGot sweet dick, most of these hoes got itAin't no love, you see how the Feds do usWanna eat like rust and some for tear LucasHaul that blunt to a nigga share mucasBody on 'em so what, look up we had shooters(?) Take all tinted routeHand guns, razor blades comin' out of the mouthBorderline rapper, come see me but twin 49 rapperIt's more to mine rapperSaw that rhyme after, yeah, got the right gatEat with the 2 Way they scared to write backLay niggas down like this? No like 'datNo whoever ran, make 'em come back like crack
(Duece Poppi)You better worry bout you, don't worry bout meI pop three, out the drop-eI smoke brocoli, you know we got DDuece Poppi and T Double DWe got them AK shells and they hot as hellCrackin' back to the white meat like lobster tailsPoppin shells, quick to crack your breastboneTore his head off 'cause he had his vest on12 gauge, shoot ten times for hatersNiggas curlin' up like activatorsFake ass thugs, stop with them liesYou ain't rapped like that when Tupac was alive
(Hook x2)
(Verse 2, Mystic)I'm not gonna fuck with you nigga, 'cause I don't know you my niggaSo don't you fuck with me or my dogsNigga I'm for real about mine, and my dogs ready to kill bout mineI chill, smoke crip and send ordersOff all those po-po's and armed forces, fuck 'emThey don't wanna see me fly, I don't trust 'emThey probably wanna see me die, that whyHold the fire, and keep it closed and keep an open eyeFor them haters and hoes, 'cause I don't play about mineGoin' deep, pray about mineKnow baby had to spray about mine, AK about mineFuck that you've been warned too many timesHow you feel bout yours, nigga I'm ten times worseYou gettin' revenge but nigga mine will get you cursedSo please don't fuck around with me'Cause my dogs will bust around at heWhoever obsessed, me boy, don't test me boyTouch me, my dog'll wetcha boy
(Trick Daddy)Most niggas get rich, get goatsI went out and got guns, united my folks (my folks)Pour it out for the ones we lost, now bitchThrow it up 'fore I blow it upYou ain't know I was a G muthafuckaYou don't really wanna see me muthafuckaI'm a thug nigga, fo' lifeBitch I'll kill ya, fo' nightI'm goin' all way out bout mineBest in a biscuit shot bout mineHoes get slapped in the mouth bout minePrices stay the same and they drop bout mineRunnin' in your grandmami house bout mineI ain't slippin', I got my ninePlus Duece got his, you better think twice bitch 'cause you got kidsPlus, I know what you did, add that to the fact I know where you liveThug life and you know how it isShit don't stop till a nigga get killed (killed, killed, killed, get killed)
(Hook x2)
