Trick Daddy - All I Need Lyrics
[Trick Daddy Talking]People gots to have it, MONEY! HahaGangsta, just like that (just like that). HahaMy recipe for murda (murda):~Couple pounds of brown (pounds of brow)~Couple DPs (couple DPs)~Four, five of them big things they call Choppers (echo).[Verse One: Infa-Red]See I was raised in the slumsWhere nigga tote guns[Corus: Infa-Red]See, all I need is big guns on the side of me.‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.Straight do or die *****es that’ll die for me.How many niggas down to ride with me?All I need is big guns on the side of me.‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.Straight do or die *****es that’ll die for me.How many niggas down to ride with me?[Verse Two: Trick Daddy]The reenactment of my first murder (murder).With no remorse and no feelings, hell cuz I didn’t even know this nigga.The shit was deep, I couldn’t just let it go.While I was shootin’ ‘bout my money, I was flootin’ ‘bout my dough, *****.I bust his ass like the last mother *****erWent in with them sluggies came out them cutters, cut upYou should’ve seen the mother *****er jumpin’ dumpin’Bullet after bullet, pumpin’ fully after fullyYou mother *****ers want them bad choppers, I still got ‘emThat nigga begged for his life, but I still shot ‘emI let them know ***** this is how I feel ‘bout ‘emI asked him not but now his mama ‘bout to hear about him.I’m from the area of the Goodfellas you know?Niggas like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob, and Bo DillyI growed up on the turf watchin’ Murph and themMurph dropped the top on the ‘vert, that nigga was hurtin’ themI take this shit back to 30’s and goldSee, that way before them Bama’s hamers and lowsThat’s in the days when the Arabs was jumpin’Every nigga was getting’ moneyEvery corner was pumpin’ and jumpin’But now we in the new eraA new game, a different thang, and a whole bunch of new killasMoney, money, money. Everytime!God damn it I said its murda![Corus: Infa-Red]See, all I need is big guns on the side of me.‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.Straight do or die *****es that’ll die for me.How many niggas down to ride with me?All I need is big guns on the side of me.‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.Straight do or die *****es that’ll die for me.How many niggas down to ride with me?
