Trick Daddy rags to riches Lyrics

[Trick Daddy]
Until the day a n____ D-I-E-
I'll be forever thuggin baby
Ever since I f___ing
These b____es loved it baby
Still got the chron son
I used to be drug dealer
X-men, Ex-con, forever thug n____
Around here we smoke a b____ I still book 'em heavy
Cause I bought that benz,(uh-huh)
d___ me I sold my chevy
I love my ? , I talk to 'em everyday
I ride around 'em cool, I walk be 'em yesterday
I'm from the southwest, where n____s drive chevys at
Come through with that bullshit,
My n____s don't gonna handle dat
I f___ with no bustas, my game is straight must-a
So if you f___in with us
We'll hit you up with K Cutters
I feels no n____s
But I pitch no hittas
The curve b____ at they a__
They gonna watch 'em go get em
I'm now the coo guy up the street up the block from em'
I used to up my glocks on em, then take they blocks from em'
n____ this is thug s___, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them n____s I bets they love this
n____ this is thug s___, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them n____s I bets they love this

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
When my n____z and b____es
Go from rags to riches
It'll be thug life and yall still with me
When my n____z and b____es
Go from rags to riches
It'll be thug life again, so ride wit me

[Tre-6]
(Uh-ohh)
C-O, betta known as Mr. Piscopo
Pull out my d___ and p___ on hoes
In ya face while I spit these flows
Like you ain't know, n____ we kick down doors to get that dough
Hit your hoes, bend your doors, smoke your dough
And we gonna get mo'
For sho', you know dat cheddar make it betta
And its thug life forever, and we all in dis togetha
Like dun-a Dun-a
n____ dem rags to riches
Wit your boy C-O money, marching double-D so b____ don't go

[Trick Daddy]
So n____ rolls, so every motha f___a get down the floors
Get away from all your doors and windows
Cause a n____ done passed wit' a .44
And im'a let it go, like --boom--
Betta break ya-self, I can't take myself
But killa, n____, won't have to make myself
And i'll come to ya wake myself
I won't send no dogs, no friends, no loot,
No fool, no car, no clothes, no suit
Just a note that say, he.. through
Now, now thanks to you,
Me and tre gotta make up for these times lost
We bout' that cash, we on that a__
So let them 9's off

[Chorus]

[Trick Daddy]
So m____-f___ing sicka, stupid hoes and f___ n____s
Snitches and b____es, yo hold on I'm gon' kill 'em -(CHECK)
And I'm just chillin bustas, she fought for me to keep em
So I just peep em', lay back and I book my reefa
I'm a thug n____, so ya know I gots to keep my pistols
I got the choppers that i'll bring down and won't miss ya
You want a n____ that gives a f___ about a b____
Unless you sucking the f___ing ho and tryin' to get rich
I need a b____ that can ball a n____ out
Who can shoot a n____ best
A b____ about stacks ho
All this complaining ho, b____ about that
Ever since I hold a benz, b____ be all on my back
n____ this is thug s___, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them n____s I bets they love this
n____ this is thug s___, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them n____s I bets they love this

[Chorus]

n____ this is thug s___, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them n____s I bets they love this
n____ this is thug s___, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them n____s I bets they love this
Thug life again so ride wit me
Thug life again so ride wit me