My Name Is Trick Trick

Trick-Trick
The People Vs
My Name Is Trick Trick
[Conversation:]
Whats up man?
Whats up kid, whats goin on?
Whats the deal? Been hearin a lot of **** about you lately, man
Yeah, man, I heard they said you whooped [Trick Daddy] and sayin that you broke your arm
And ********* **** is sayin, uh, you still ******* wit that work
Seeing that my name happens to be the topic of discussion
In everybodys conversation, all across the nation
Im gon hit it, cause people gotta lie just to kick it
Its a program plan so get wit it
Now listen to me, I started bangin when I turned thirteen
Affiliation with felons had me linked to a team
Seven Mile BK rep the set
Click, Boom, GBK from east to west
Back then we wasnt friends wit a na notha crew
Gang fights after school had me labeled as a fool
Run yo shoes, run yo jewels. Sheepskins, top tens. Check em in
Blocks and ink pens was the weapon, till I got a three-fifty-seven
When Dougie Fresh had just dropped All The Way to Heaven
Tough chains, I got from everybody else
I present to you, Myself
My name is Trick-Trick
Im from the ghetto
I ****s wit Hip Hop, R&B
Not Heavy Metal
Im still a gangsta
So please believe it
I got that choppa
Bring the drama you will see it
(bi-atch!)
Wasnt no way to taim us, we love beef
The OGs that trained us, they loved streets
Its hard to lie for that
If I believed it in my heart, its hard to die for that
If the homie get killed, its hard to ride for that. (what?)
Its hard to ride for that. Ride for that
Im on yo head ***** *
Still the fact of the matter remains, I cant change
Im addicted to this game
So when these fag-ass rap ****** split the track
And cant do none of the **** that they spit on wax
Bump into me, then mug like its something to see
Anybody can get they ass whooped ****** wit me
So close your mouth and stop spreading the **** you heard
Im at the point where I can clip a *********** with words
Move that work, top charts, and gang to fame
Everybody in the streets know, that..
My name is Trick-Trick
Im from the ghetto
I ****s wit Hip Hop, R&B
Not Heavy Metal
Im still a gangsta
So please believe it
I got that choppa
Bring the drama you will see it
(Ohh ****, there he go again.)
I been in the pen , copped out, probated and did it again
I paroled the homie own, Its time to shine
But kept getting arrested for violent crimes
Thats right. Believe the witness, its all my fault
My guess is, beat the witness, till he cant talk
I was taught, gone and do, what you gotta do
To make sure they dont tell on you. Oooh
But people still say what they heard anyway
I get birds everyday, I got indited back in May
Trick Daddy broke my arm?
Come on, you saw the tape, aint no body breaking **** this way
And further more , all these rap ****** that I had to runin to
Got they ass whooped cause they had it comin to em
I dont whoop na ***** for nothin
You got stomped then you had to do something. Bi-atch!
My name is Trick-Trick
Im from the ghetto
I ****s wit Hip Hop, R&B
Not Heavy Metal
Im still a gangsta
So please believe it
I got that choppa
Bring that drama you will see it
My name is Trick-Trick
Im from the ghetto
I ****s wit Hip Hop, R&B
Not Heavy Metal
Im still a gangsta
So please believe it
I got that choppa
Bring that drama you will see it
(Bi-atch)
Didnt I ****** ****** tell ya? Didnt I ************ tell ya?
I told you gotdamnit
Shiit, gotdamn... [laughter]