Trick Daddy Gotta Let You Have It Lyrics

(feat. Buddy Love)

[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 that line
I'm running straight up in your mammy's house by mine
Puttin' this fire up in this old b____ mouth by mine
And openin' fire
And I ain't swearing no n____s
Give the deed up until four n____s
Ain't sympathizing with you hoe n____s
I'm just realizing what this thug s___ for n____
You in the middle of a war n____
Now I gotta let you have it
The whole clip
f___ing up the whole trip
Now you f___ing with the boogie man
This s___ deeper than Nino Brown
And I ain't see no clown
n____ n____ n____

[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 got some n____s that'll b__p with you
Play with your kids and eat lunch with you
Then f___ around and kill your a__
I close shop
With 2 shots from a far away glock
Then leave you dead to rot
In a empty lot
And this thug s___ simply not
To be taken light
Well y'all fake less I'm taken life
Then I'm taking off
To the old hood
To check on a old girl
To make sure it's still all good
Then it's back to the streets
To finish this beef
Looking for them same n____s that's looking for me
And about three blocks
>From where they set up shop
Sell weed and lay some rocks
They got these old cops
Working they're spots
And young n____s on the roof with red dots
When me and my clique scrap and we scared not

[Buddy Roe]
Now I gotta let you have it
Rappin' fire from my automatic

[Buddy Roe]
I'm paranoid cause I'm hearing things
Time served
Only out a few months, a__ociated with birds
They want to pop it, I got bad nerves
Peep
Mini-14 on the front seat
You want to be there for your kids, n____ play with it
His Grams missing, who did it, I'ma deal with it
So f___ I care about the shorty
Cause n____ you been known
Skip town
With my pound
With my dudes 'round
Now n____ how you playin', I done counted that
You wanted work, all you had to do is f___ing ask
My cuban friend
Want his ends
Instead of you flipping them divedends
Making millions
Popping then
Silly rabbit
You done started static
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
You left me stuck
And so you outta luck
Cause you done f___ed my credit up
ASHES TO ASHES, DUST TO DUST
n____ what

[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
Now I gotta let you have it
Rappin' fire from my automatic
Now I gotta let you have it
Rappin' fire from my automatic