[Tray] Big Tray Deee up in here Layin' fools down wit the homie TQ I gots to do this for my bread & meat This the only way I know how to eat Fools don't know I'm steady on the come up Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Well I was takin' up surveylance tryin' to peep this lick To get the layout raps so I could peal his ?flip? This outta town nigga tryin' to pose & clock So I popped my glock as I observed the spot Was layin' in the cut 'til it's time to jet 7:30PM, now the sun is set My G is in the alley, duffle bag in the trunk Containing gloves, ski mask & my sawed off pump Now when the shit jump, I'll be fully prepared No time for bein' nervous, too down to be scared About to put the plan in effect First, I check the streets And then I precede to creep
[TQ] 1 - Promise the Lord that if you let me do one more lick I'mma stop slangin' & get out this shit No more indo, no more yay But let me keep my Benz & my crib in GA
I pray to the Lord that you do the same for all of my friends I don't ever wanna say this prayer again Gotta see a million and I'm through with this And all I'm gonna need is just one more lick
[TQ] In the morning when I wake up Head to the bathroom, gotta shave my face up Go pick my nigga Jay up )From Corina house, where he always laid up Listen up, we got a busy day My nigga Noid say 23 birds comin' our way And they landin' at the docks at 9 o'clock Let's go see D-Mack at the neighborhood glock shop
Repeat 1
In the evening, we in the Benzo Listenin' to 2Pac, blowin' up some indo And my cellular is getting crossed up I call Kellie, tell her not to wait up (wait up) Nine o'clock on the dot, we at the dock I got my eyes on the nigga wit the dredlocks He the first one I'm gonna pop when the loot come out I'm tapping Bennie so he know which on I'm talkin' about Now shit's about to change - Nigga put ya hand up Before you get stuck And it's turnin' out to be a beautiful day We got the money & the yay Dippin' on the freeway
Next day, the Narc's raid about 6 in the morning You know, break of fuckin' dawn Now Kellie in the courtroom cryin' when I stand up I guess it's one prayer the Lord didn't answer, no no no no
In the morning when I wake up I think about all of the crazy things that we been through. And my momma she told me there were gonna be days like this. And I guarantee she was tellin' the truth. When I close my eyes I see Eazy No more thuggin' just love every day in the heavens above with his DJ listenin' to music that I just made. Hey...
(CHORUS) Just wanna sing a little somethin' for the people that done passed away. Now tell me, can you feel it? When you're livin' in better days. And I pray to God, I hope you're listenin', if we try then we could one day be... For one time, in your mind, everything is alright. Until it happens, I'll be on my knees beggin' for a better way.
Now my background say... Now every once in a while I remember that I... I miss my Grand daddy. All the little things we sat & talked about. I wish you could see me now. From the side of my bed with my head down - To outside wit' my homies tippin' Gin now. Seems like I got a whole lot of friends now. So let me tell you what I'm talkin' about. And now that I got my mind made up, I ain't got no time to wait up. So I'm gonna keep givin' it way up. If you ever should think I ain't true to that, in "My peoples if you wit me where you at." We brought y'all back!
(Chorus)
[Break it on down......] (Ad-libs)
Just wanna sing a little somethin'.. Somethin'...
(Chorus - 2x)
The Comeback featuring Daz Dillinger And Kurupt,Daz Dillinger And Kurupt
Yo?" "What's up?" "Ay what's up nigga?" "Guess what nigga?" "What?" "I done found them niggas." "You done found 'em?" "Fa sho." "No shit?" "And guess where they at?" "Where they at?" "In yo hood." "Oh it's on." "Nigga you need to get down here now." "I'm on my way."
What? They done shot yo baby momma what?! Aw shhh Ah man, oh no it's gonna be (?) these niggas up man Real ballsy shit Yo, real ballsy partner I ain't got nothin' else to live for man What else is there to be for? These niggas want war or somethin'? You strapped? Come on, let's get these fools!
(Rap by Daz Dillinger) I'm rollin?through the streets, me and my homeboys watered out See me with it on everything, that's what we talkin?'bout Plottin? jackin? murder, robberies we specialize in that We'll make our pockets fat, weed, pistols and crack As a gangster livin?it up, growin?up in a scandalous town Automatic weapons wanna spray the town, lay the gang down Hangin?out bangin?all around, smackin?fools in they mouth no doubt Showin?these fools what we all about Big clout and money, that's what we all about You see we die for this color, money, respect and honor Serious about this game, kill for pennies and dollars I'm crucial and brutal to those that test Wanna be a G, represent the set See this ain't nothin?new homeboy, see we ain't got stupid yet See we the finest of the finest and the bossest and bossest Doin?what we do, major clout and so we flossin?br />Get the fuck out the way, cuz here we come homeboy And my niggas don't play TQ
I?m up at moms house taped up 3 months re-habilitating finally got my weight back up She told me "I?m gonna pray to God that you?ll be alright" That?s my only mama nigga, she knows what?s on my mind You shot my girlfriend when she was 3 months There went my children found out it was more than one You?ve got me lamping and I can?t move as fast But I swear on baby grave that I?m gonna get that ass What about my little sister, she use to get good grades But now she?s paranoid goin?to school with a 38 Now how much of this do you think I?m gonna take Nigga I?m comin?back
(Hook) All I?m sayin?is you betta not go to sleep I?m coming to get you Nigga you made too big of mess I?m comin?back ?br />And you betta watchin?everyone you meet Might not the one who stick ya It could be one of your friends I?m comin?back I won?t lay down before you do that?s on me I?m tellin?you fuck what you?ve been thinking All I?m saying is you betta not go to sleep I?m waiting to hit ya I?m coming back ?br /> Friday nite again and I get a new Benz Bus?a left on 120th ?I see you slippin?br />This niggas?in my hood tell me how can this be Gotta thank the Lord for sending this blessin?down to me I get my clock ready, Beenie can?t shoot this time As much as I been feelin?and dreamin?this mutha fuckers mine I let my heat fly, I see him fallin?down And all I?m hearing is ??K-Plaw, K-Plaw, Paw Paw?? After the smoke clears I hear a baby screamin?br />I?m tryin?to figure out but all I see is demons Father forgive me if I hurt this child let die tonight Walk up to the Beemer see the kids alright I hand him to his cryin?mama tell her turn away Somebody punch up Daddy?s number and it?s Judgement Day For anybody askin?questions you didn?t even see my face Or else I?m comin?back
(Hook)
(Rap by Kurupt) Yeah, this for all y'all bitch ass niggas If you gonna blast, then blast If you gon?think, think fast I'm movin?emotion, a double dosage of dolja Give (?) a nigga ride his ride, slip slide Dash, slide slash cop, fuck aimin?blast Blast dash, dash stash, that's for Daz TQ what the fuck they really wan do? Like they don't know a thing about me and you Don't trip, don't act a ass, don't do shit unless you down to blast G dog rollin?with pounds of hash Forty cal colt in the back a stash Never go to sleep, better not tweak Punk what the fuck, TQ Kurupt, mash and dash Two hits and pass, first to last Bound to bounce, I'm a round em up then I'm a round em out I'm a blaze an ounce, I'm a blaze a stick I'm a hit em with some gangsta shit Cigarettes then joints dip Fears pierce and shit when the AK spit Gangstas (Hook ?2x
At night I can't seem to get no sleep Addicted to indo and Hennessy I'm stressed homes - got my vest on Friday night and I'm chillin' with my baby In a black 600 Lorenzo's on it And I'm...al up on them thighs, smokin' on doja So I guess I didn't see them niggas behind me We at the stop light - get out your car nigga Before I exit - they start pullin' triggas So now I'm duckin' and divin' try to survivin' All I can hear is gun shots and crying Then in an instant - the crying stopped Look at my Benz all windows bucked out I see my girlfriend layin' on the asphalt Bleedin' lookin' dead at me All I can say is...
HOOK: Bye Bye Baby I can't believe it - these niggas done shot my baby The only thing that make me go crazy Somebody gonna feel my 380 My My Baby won't live to see it It's gonna be murder - I guarantee it You already had it comin' boy for steppin' to me But y'all shouldn't have fucked with my baby
Now I met her at the Beverly and she was the bombest She had me goin' nigga - I'm gonna be honest And she was stacked with big bags behind her Matter of fact - she kinda looked like Tyra All the niggas used to stop when they see her Dressed in black - laid back demeanor Nigga she gone now - and I'm all upset I'm like a grown child - I want my baby back But now it's on pal - all things behind us I'm gonna take you where no one can find ya Mind ya, I'm about to go crazy Gimme my Baby - Gimme my Baby
(Repeat Hook)
Now I try not to think about all the things that we did together We make the bedroom walls shake from in the living room I was so infatuated with everything you do Somebody took you away from me with a shell or two And I'm gonna ride, 'cause that's what the hell I do Gonna be some madness tellin' you This shell's 4 u What they wanna do
You know what? I'm 'bout to tell you some shit that's gon' fuck you up That's real y' ain't gon' like it Well shit Fuck that's the way it is check it out
Verse 1: TQ
I like to think back to when we spent the weekend In Cabo baby your sister's boyfriend started trippin' And left her lonely After you went to sleep I spent the night out on the beach Laid up on her body - how could I keep from hittin'? And every time I came to your house She always kissed me in the mouth Always stickin' her tongue out when you wasn't lookin' I wanna fuck you sister
Chorus: TQ
Now we been messin' round a long long time But now I wanna fuck your sister And I know it sounds foul but that's alright Cause why should I have to bullshit ya' (play wit' ya) I can't help it if she's the one that's on my mind Everytime I'm out wit cha I know we messed around a long long time But now I wanna fuck your sister
Verse 2: TQ
She comes to greet me when I ring your door bell Lookin' like cavvy She stands behind you in the kitchen - staring at me I like to see her when she's getting out the shower All the things she used to tell me when you wasn't listening Now the bridge is gonna get cha
Bridge: TQ
Ain't no need for us to stop messin' around I just wanna hit it for an hour when she get out the shower On the sink guaranteed not to make a sound And u know u shouldn't have to be getting' mad at me I can't help if I want that ass badly So in the middle of the day when nobody else is around I'll be fucking your sister
Verse 3: Too $hort (starts rapping during verse 2)
It's time to wake up, control my own destiny Can't let my addiction to her get the best of me I ain't givin' up And I'll never stop tryin' live it up Cause there ain't no reason to be lyin' So you might as well let you know It's goin' down You wasting time asking me when, where or how? It's a mutual thing between me and your sister How you gon' feel when you seeing me kiss her Ever since she was young, I knew I would get her Waiting this long to fuck can only make it better It's like way back when I was tryin' to get wit' cha I'm tryin' to keep it real girl, I ain't tryin' to bullshit ya B-ITCH!!!
Too seezy up in this motherfucker Representing all the way from East Oakland California style
Chorus: TQ
I wait until you go to sleep Then I get a little ass for me
[Man:] Aah my nigga mon, Ah shit, dawg, my nigger done just got out. [TQ:] Yeah, I'm about this biatch. [Man:] Aah check it out man, We about to be on a mission me and you. [TQ:] Mm mmm. [Man:] Which you wanna do? We gon go get some weed, [TQ:] Mm mmm. [Man:] Or we gon go get some ass. [Both:] Let's go get some ass. [Laughter]
Ericka: Wassup boo? How you doin'? TQ: How I'm doin'? Ya know how I'm doin'. I'm doin' fucked up in her. Ready to get up outta this motha-fucka. Ericka: Nigga, you ain't got to say it with no attitude. TQ: I'm just sayin', man, it's bad up in here. How you doin'? What's poppin with it? Ericka: I'm alright, everything alright, I guess. TQ: You handlin' shit? Like you supposed to be handlin' it? Ericka: Now you know. TQ: Better not be no niggas around my house. Ericka: Nigga, you got me all fucked up. How you gon' say some shit like that? TQ: I'm just sayin', man.Shit, just keepin' it real TQ: Been in here about a year Never thought the game would take me under About to get my first tear, when I'm sittin in my cell I wonder What are you doing outside Are you giving all my ass up Ericka: Wait a minute nigga you better back up I told you a long time ago I'd always have your back I'm still coming off with half of them checks, so why are you trippin? Ain't got to worry 'bout nobody getting up in your stuff Soon as the jury said guilty I closed it up Bought you a new Bible with a blunt in it already rolled up Between Numbers and Dueteronomy is where you'll fine me TQ: Don't mind me, I'm feenin' baby I want some ass real bad Locked up wit' all these hard legs, scrappin' daily I miss my baby, I'm going crazy, I gotta get out of this place (Chorus) TQ: How can you love me? Ericka: Somebody gotta do it TQ: It's gott be hard Ericka: Ain't really nothing to it TQ: But you make me happy Ericka: You know you really shouldn't have no doubt - can't wait till you get out TQ: I guess I didnt' believe it Ericka: You spend all your time TQ: Fucked up getting weeded Ericka: But you make me happy TQ: So I'm sittin here countin' the days down - Can't wait till I get out...... (Bridge) Things can get back to the way they used to be You and me in a chromed out E - bumpin' Bone Thugs Pedal to the floor, dippin' kinda high and trippin', I really wanna hit it, your shit is finger lickin'
Ericka: Wait a minute I really miss you, so don't get me started Sweating bumpin' and grinding right through these bars and Got a little something to help you make it - just picture me naked Can't feel your body and I hate it.. I'm going crazy Ericka: Gotta get my mind off this, 'bout to go up to the mall and buy an outfit TQ: If you spend all my loot and I'm gonna be pissed - that's no bullshit Ericka: Now who in the hell do you think you're talking to You know I'm the only one in the world who will put up with you TQ: Got 72 more days in here, it seems like 20 years Can't smoke, can't drink no beer, can't get no ass in here So when I finally get home It's gonna be on, cause I'm gonna be lickin' and kissing and sticking all week long
