Change My Life Trick Daddy

hook Gotta change my life Lord knows I aint livin right Yall know i aint chillin right Smokin out everyday and night Gotta ease my mind Gotta find time to rewind Cause I'm fallin way behind

Thug Life Again Trick Daddy

middle finger up And I'm ridin' for Buddy Roe Cause he jammed in it My dog got slammed in it I even lost Bam in it, wait a damn minute This the street life, cracker think a nigga fadeless Cause I'm tryin

Thug For Life Trick Daddy

"[Chorus] I'll be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always

Hold On Trick Trick

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 Her Mammy Playa Hate And

God's Been Good Trick Daddy

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 I done considered a change

Rags To Riches Trick Daddy

chevy I love my ?

Suckin Fuckin You Trick Daddy

Silly bitch is fuckin me Suckin fuck in you Suck and fucked my whole crew So whatsa a nigga 'posed to do See all my dogs is gettin cheese Rollin D'd They got them thangs from seventeen Straight

Let Me Ride Trick Daddy

Give me a chevy tre cheverlet let me ride half a pill just a hit it gets me high duce tre esclade that`s my style t double d thuggin and raw ride or die I used to be a polo kid who would of thought

I'll Be Your Player (Remix) Trick Daddy

Bein that I'm real I feel you need a man in your life child Somebody black baldheaded plus buckwild They call me Trick Daddy dollars A real woman scholar If a player's what you want lil mama holla Don't

All I Need Trick Daddy

People gots to have....money Haha (gangsta) Just like that (Just like that) Haha, my recipe for murda (murda) Couple pounds of brown (Pounds of brown) Couple DT's (Couple DT's) Fo' or five of them

10-20-Life Trick Daddy

s on the grind/ Servin bids and doin crime/ Stuck in the pen and doin time/ Facin 10, 20, Life/ (Verse 1) Make ways of the 90?

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

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

Down wit da South (feat. Trina, Ying Yang Twinz & Deuce Komradz) Trick Daddy

ever u from (yea) (let's lets go) [Chorus:] be like down south show a lil change for the gurls in the club that be shakin that thang and the got the young playas comin up wanna run things yall see them

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

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

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

Thug Holiday Trick Daddy

ahead you can cry it`s alright baby Everything gone be gravy later, that`s right This the time when we take time to remember All the loved ones we lost in the struggle you know I dedicate this to my

For The Thugs Trick Daddy

(Yes sir for the thugs) they don't wanna die they don't mean that Hah [verse 1] If it wasn't for the Hennesey and thug livin' for my enemy my brother still be alive and apart of me so I, say a

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 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..

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 Mine Trick Daddy

up like activators Fake ass thugs, stop with them lies You ain′t rapped like that when Tupac was alive (Hook x2) (Verse 2, Mystic) I′m not gonna f**k with you nigga, ′cause I don′t know you my

Boy Trick Daddy

"[Trick] I tellin ya boy I got them boys Dog I be tryin to tell em Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe You can't catch me boy Don't upset me boy Touch me my dog a wet 'cha boy Never disrespect me boy

Thugs About (feat. Dirt Bag) Trick Daddy

Daddy] I ain't the type of nigga, who get a little bit of cheddar And start hanging on the beach and think he better than the next nigga (next nigga) Though I'll prolly go to Bay Harbor about Gucci, Louis

Kill A Head Trick Daddy

Steady comin got you runnin for your damn life I'm busting shots with this glock nigga act right You crossed this nigga how you playin I'm a naughty head The last bitch got 4 shots to the head I squeezed

Run Nigga Trick Daddy

fuckers done lost y'all mind Y'all done bumped y'all mother fuckin head Now there's got to be somethin done bout all this shit that's occurrin I don't like it I don't like it one mother fuckin bit Trick

I Luv Trick Daddy

ride ya ass, but the Magnum's better I know a lot of niggas done paid ya bitch Remember one thing, I got a major bitch Pull up on the stroll, in the fo' door Caddy Slapped the bitch, she hollered No, no daddy

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.

Play No Games Trick Daddy

I ain`t really here to play no games girl You already know my name yeah Freaky deaky cause it ain`t no thang yeah B-ba-da-da-da-da I ain`t really here to play no games girl You already know my name

Who's Selling (Skit) Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

Who's Selling? Trick Daddy

Damn dogg i know it aint what i think it is Hey man hey hey you selling trick daddy cd's? YES, NO NO NO NO So wut is that?

4 Eva (feat. Jazze Pha) Trick Daddy

(uh-uh, no way, no how, uh-huh, c'mon, c'mon) If you need it you got it, whateva (c'mon, mm-hmm) Baby we can just fly away (just fly away, fly away with me baby, c'mon) [TD and JP ad lib] [Verse One: Trick

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

Get On Up Trick Daddy

Let me know wha he doin' wit tha rocks Nigga, let me know I'll run up in tha spot Get me two steaks, a drank and lock down Ain't no visualizin', like me now Queen like drank, gotta stand my

I Cry (feat. Ron Isley) Trick Daddy

[Trick Daddy] Our father who art in heaven Thank you Lord Lord thank you Lord [Trick Daddy speaking over chorus] That's right Y'all could stand up and rejoice now We about halfway through the road We got

Back In The Days Trick Daddy

clips in his house for fuckin round Runnin off at his damn mouth Yep back in the days it wadn't bout fame And it wudn't bout a name Plus it wudn't no thang To kill a nigga and do the rest of ya life

Three Card Trick The Clash

Patriots of the wasteland torching two hundred years Dragging my spirit back into the dungeon again Bring back crucification cry the moral death's head legion Using steel nails manufactured by the

Pimp Trick Daddy

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

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

need a root canal then [Cee-Lo] I love sugar all of it [T-Dubl] This one for all the clean, decent women [Cee-Lo] Lay it on me girl [T-Dubl] Pay Close Attention [Hook: Cee-Lo] She put that sugar on my

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!)

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

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!)

So High (Feat. Trey Songz And 8Ball) Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy Dollars 8 Ball Trey Songz We High Good evening ladies and gentlemen This is your captain speaking to ya I would like to welcome ya’ll aboard my flight A flight that is promised

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

Skit Trick Daddy

huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo' grandson nutted in me) Nutted in u (thats right) My

Hoe Skit Trick Daddy

huh (That he got me pregnant) He got u what (U heard what I said) Aye what u mean he got u pregnant, who this is (This KeKe, he know who this is, yo' grandson nutted in me) Nutted in u (thats right) My