[Trick] One

[Yung Wun]
Y'all done f****d up now
Oh s**t
Ryde Or Die n***a

Its Yung Wun with the big gun
What you gon do boy
You betta sit down boy we don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya bloody, lil bloody
Don't play with the gun smoke
For the East to the West Coast
N***a get??? No problem Barry
You no cemetery, Home
Is the pipe bomb dropped off in the woods
A man to come home
It's a three be like that
Tell his a** to come right back
To the block with a gat
Standin out in the track with a bumma hard
Bummin weed into the sack
N***a let the weed smoke blow
I'm intoxicated trying to make a few hits in the head
Baby, cause I be wilder, Big baller, call up with quarter
Trying to make a few??? Be borowing from the police
Never wanna follow
And parlor (that's Shit)
And it ain't no stoppin it
Y'all n****s from??? Ain't lockin it

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
Them cops on put and they came to town
Y'all boys betta put em up, put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up

[Trick Daddy]
Look, I'm slippin right behind ya n***a
Don't try to hide cause I'll find ya n***a
I'm representin big county n***a
I gotta a clip for all ya slimmy n****s
Don't eva try me n***a
Don't try to run no bull s**t like that??? N***a
You know I'ma a fool for this
I gots two for this
I'll tear yo mammy and your crew plus you for this
Them Daddy dollars y'all
My s**t harder Dog
I'm from the city of Caprise and them parlors y'all
Ima go and kill this n***a
Kiss above this realest n***a
First n***a to take you to the bar and now you feel this n***a
The respect you gotta give us
Slip-N-Slide and Ruff Ryders n***a
And all yo money can't buy this n***a
My exctacy got me wilin n***a
I'm twice that body n***a
About 100 miles an hour n***a

[Swizz Beatz]
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, Ball Out

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
Them cops on put and they came to town
Y'all boys betta put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up

[Yung wun]
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh
Wait a minute God Damnit y'all done f****d up now
Y'all gotta n***a from the A on the Ruff Ryde
Representin from the South
In a glass???
This man got cash in mind
On the cash route
N****s there with they a** out
Talkin bout yung wun's A b***h (Man)
That ds Clique
Ima bout to pitch a fuckin fit
And start blowin this b***h
What you think my gun bust ice one
Down in Georgia
Six hours from Florida
N****s get slaughtered
Boy where I'm from
Problems gon get solved
By getting robbed
Causin tear drops and closed caskets
On tha glasses
Get beside theyself
And soficate from plastic
Face down on a mattress

[Chorus: repeat 5X]

Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
Them cops on put and they came to town
Y'all boys betta put em up, put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
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