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Song title: Trick Daddy - Boy (feat. The Lost Tribe & Jv)

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(feat. The Lost Tribe, JV)

[Trick]
 I tellin ya boy I got them boys
 Dog I be tryin to tell em

[Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe]

You can't catch me boy
 Don't upset me boy
 Touch me my dog a wet 'cha boy
 Never disrespect me boy
 Dog you better check ya' boy
 Cause I'll never thirty-eight 'cha I'll tech ya boy
 Pray to God protect ya boy
 Cause when it's on it's like Electra boy
 I know you wanna go home but we ain't gone let 'cha boy
 And if my money ain't right you better stretch it boy
 Cause when it's bout that bread I'm sweat 'cha boy
 You see I'm riding round in a lexus boy
 Cause we rob a lot like a Texas boy
 And if ya aint Slip-N-Slide I'll wreck ya boy
 Give me fifty feet stay out my section boy
 Disrespecting hoes like we sexist boy
 You know a nigga keep a Smith and Wesson boy
 I don't mean no harm just protection boy
 We can shoot it out like a Western boy

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

I suggest you don't be (fucking with me)
 And if you don't wanna die (don't be fucking with me)
 Don't wanna lose ya' life (don't be fucking with me)
 And if you ain't slip-n-slide (don't be fucking with me)

[Verse 2: (Trick Daddy)]

I went ahead and bought that Benzo boy
 That bitch with 20-inch Lorenzo's boy
 And the big crib is hittin boy
 Bought me rollie with them bulletproof windows boy
 Cause them jack boys you know that got the energy boy
 Fuck if I offend ya boy
 Got a place I'll send ya' boy
 And a clip I'll lend ya' boy
 Tell the morgue that a real nigga send ya' boy
 Cause I bend ya' boy
 And I want every dime that ya' got boy
 I need some D's on my drop boy
 And two ki's in the spot boy
 See the real niggaz just want stop boy
 Huh, we on top boy

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3: The Lost Tribe]

You can't fuck with the south boy
 Watch'cha mouth boy
 Fucking with the tribe in this game a take ya' out boy
 In 95 south find another route boy
 It ain't hard for us to show you what we 'bout boy
 Leave ya' dead with out a trace boy
 I'm at 'cha funeral and I can't see ya' face boy
 Ya brain is a terrible thing to waste boy
 And ain't 'cha way to fast for ya' pace boy
 It aint no thang for me to catch another case boy
 Stay in ya place boy
 Cause I'll have ya' ass erased boy

[Verse 4: The Lost Tribe]

When this shit hit the fat you gone feel it boy
 You wanna fuck around with Faith I'ma seal it boy
 I put a hole in ya' can't nobody heal it boy
 We got this shit locked can't nobody steal it boy
 I'm tryin' to stash somethin' close to a million boy
 Is ya' with me lost tribe (yeah I feel ya boy)
 This shit serious boy
 I know ya curious boy
 You wanna know why we livin luxurious boy
 You hearin righteous funk boogie on this track here boy
 You better straighten up and learn how to act here boy
 Ain't no smack here boy
 You get jack here boy
 And when we finish you'll never come back here boy

[Chorus:]

So I suggest you don't be (fucking with me)
 And if you don't wanna die (don't be fucking with me)
 Don't wanna lose ya' life (don't be fucking with me)
 And if you ain't slip-n-slide (don't be fucking with me)

[Verse 5: JV & The Lost Tribe]

Niggaz' like us we off glass hope ya heard me boy
 My dogs deal dirty early in the morning boy
 Ain't no yawning boy
 I gotta keep a eye on what we earning boy
 Keep them things turning boy
 Who you referring boy
 I'll burn ya' boy
 Mind ya' business cause this here don't concern ya' boy
 I'm trying to warn ya' boy
 I'll toy turn ya' boy
 Ya betta move the way Slip-N-Slide tell ya boy
 Ya betta have me fo I Big Worm ya boy
 I'll put some fire to that ass that'll learn ya boy

So I suggest you don't let me get 'cha boy
 Guarantee a right cross gone split 'cha boy
 Is this ya' boy
 Then ya better come and get 'cha boy
 Go to the morgue and enlist ya' boy
 And if ya' violate my turf I'm gone get with 'cha boy
 Man, ain't nobody gone miss ya boy
 Last thing you wanna do is go and piss me boy
 Get the picture boy
 Fuck ho's get richer boy
 Keep one eye open for the snitcher's boy
 That bullet proof vest want protect ya' boy
 I got a chopper in the trunk that a wet 'cha boy
 You better pray and hope God don't forget 'cha boy
 [..]
 Fucking with me [until fade]
 Trick Daddy comes in after 4th fucking with me to say:

Don't fuck around and let 'em get 'cha boy
 Cause if you do I'm going all out with 'cha boy [until fade]