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trick daddy - gotta let you have it lyrics

(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-tch mouth by mine
and openin’ fire
and i ain’t swearing no n-gg-s
give the deed up until four n-gg-s
ain’t sympathizing with you hoe n-gg-s
i’m just realizing what this thug sh-t for n-gg-
you in the middle of a war n-gg-
now i gotta let you have it
the whole clip
f–king up the whole trip
now you f–king with the boogie man
this sh-t deeper than nino brown
and i ain’t see no clown
n-gg- n-gg- n-gg-

(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-gg-s that’ll b-mp with you
play with your kids and eat lunch with you
then f–k around and kill your -ss
i close shop
with 2 shots from a far away glock
then leave you dead to rot
in a empty lot
and this thug sh-t 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-gg-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-gg-s on the roof with red dots
when me and my clique scr-p 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, -ssociated 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-gg- play with it
his grams missing, who did it, i’ma deal with it
so f–k i care about the shorty
cause n-gg- you been known
skip town
with my pound
with my dudes ’round
now n-gg- how you playin’, i done counted that
you wanted work, all you had to do is f–king 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–ked my credit up
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
n-gg- 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

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