DJ QUIK Trouble Lyrics

[DJ Quik]
I'm not ya one hit wonder
And when you see me on the streets in a black jeep
know I got the heat up under
Not up under the seat, up under my cheek
Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks
I ain't no big buff dude I'm a rap singer
I exercise one muscle that's my strap finger
And I can't call it how I see it no more
'Cause these n____s'll take ya words back and twist em' like a pretzel
And these b____es be the same too
Comin' with that sob story crocodile tears trying to gang you
And that's exactly what the game do
And if you ever get caught dirty with a n____ she gon' blame you
So what in the hell you want to floss her for?
It's supposed to be bout' what a baller n____ cost that ho (yeah)
You givin' a game of black eye in ya S-5
While you n____s kick back poppin' X you let that cuz' dry
And that b____ supposed to carry her own car note (c'mon, yep)
And don't be going for that s___ "I got a sore throat" (yeah)
Give that b____ 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 b__p on this trouble
n____s gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich b____ is the only concern

When I b__p on this trouble
n____s gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich b____ is the only concern
The only concern

[AMG]
b____ you get f___ed, can't suck
but you want a n____ with a million bucks
A 5-double-0 and a Rover truck
I bend 'em all over 'til I know they stuck
Want to tell your friends that you f___ed with A
But how many d___s did ya suck today?
Do we play ball? Do we move that weight?
All I got for a m_________in ho is hate
b____ want to get drunk and high
Point that booty on to the sky
Square a__ b____ go bake a pie
Get a tattoo of a d___ in ya eye
Want to be flied call Continental (b____)
The Benz ain't a rental
Sippin' on s___ that ya can't p___ounce
Ho quit staring at my bank account

[Chorus] (AMG)
When I b__p on this trouble
n____s gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich b____ is the only concern

[DJ Quik]
I'm the bomb b____, I'm seizing
P the reason you know
'Cause pimpin'll have you seeing me with a bad a__ ho
Legendary my name
Secondary you came
And you won't see me stop making hits 'till I walk with a cane
Still 5'11", 6 feet with shoes
Compton, OG n____ givin' n____s the blues
Etched in stone, makin' yo b____ fetch the bone
I'm calling the cops punk m_________ers catch the phone
The walkie talkie, the 2-way and all of the above
Nightstick up yo a__ 'til we all see blood
f___ ya, I'm a cop too (what?)
I'm a cop me a kilo of yay
and 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 lace
Dippin' round the whole place (whole place)
f___ a 6-pack n____ cop the whole case (whole case)
And when them marks come n____ crack they whole face
The way my glock c___ keep a n____s full
got him spittin' like that pitcher from the KC Royals
Socked the P.D., haters R.I.P.
Very sincerely yours
Quik n____ please

[Chorus] (AMG)
When I b__p on this trouble
n____s gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich b____ is the only concern

When I b__p on this trouble
n____s gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich b____ is the only concern
The only concern

When I b__p on this trouble
n____s gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich b____ is the only concern

Ahh!