[Trick] One
[Yung Wun]
Y'all done f**ed up now!
OH sh*t! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
It's mine now! Who want it, HA?
D-S, Ryde or Die n***a, you heard that?
It's Yung Wun with the big gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down n***a don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya bloody, LIL BUDDY
I don't play with the gun smoke
For the East to the West Coast, n***a give up the ghost
No problem Barry; you don't no cemetery, homes
Just a pine box dropped off in the woods
A man to come home, six-oh-three be like that
Catch a case and come right back
To the block with a gat
Standin out in the track with a bumma hard
Bummin weed into the sack
n***a let the weed smoke blow
I'm intoxicated trying to make a few hits in the head
Baby, cause I be wilder, big BALLER, call up with quarter
Trying to make a few endz
Be runnin from the police, never wanna follow the Impala
(That's sh**) And it ain't no stoppin it
Y'all n***as from Georgia ain't lockin it
Chorus: repeat 2X
Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall
Y'all boys betta put em up, put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
[Trick Daddy]
Look, I'm slippin right behind ya n***a
Don't try to hide cause I'll find ya n***a
I'm representin Dade County n***a
I gotta a clip for all ya slimmy n***as
Don't eva try me n***a
Don't try to run no bull sh** like that ??? n***a
You know I'ma a fool for this
I gots two for this
I'll tear yo mammy and your crew plus you for this
Them Daddy dollars y'all
My sh** harder Dog
I'm fron the city of Caprices and Impalas y'all
Ima go and k** this n***a
Kiss above this realest n***a
First n***a to take you to the bar and now you feel this n***a
The respect you gotta give us
Slip-N-Slide and Ruff Ryders n***a
And all yo money can't buy this n***a
My exctacy got me wilin n***a
I'm twice that body n***a
About 100 miles an hour n***a
[Swizz Beatz]
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, Ball Out
Chorus: repeat 2X
Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall
Y'all boys betta put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
[YUNG WUN]
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
Wait a minute God Damnit y'all done f**ed up now
Y'all gotta n***a from the A on the Ruff Ryde
Representin from the South
In a gla** ???
This man got cash in mind
On the cash route
n***as there with they a** out
Talkin bout YUNG WUN'S A b*tch (MAN)
That DS Cliq
Ima bout to pitch a f**in fit
And start blowin this b**h
What you think my gun bust ice one
Down in Georgia
Six hours from Florida
n***as get slaughtered
Boy where Im from
Problems gon get solved
By getting robbed
Causin tear drops and closed caskets
On tha gla**es
Get beside theyself
And soficate from plastic
Face down on a mattress
Chorus: repeat 5X
Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall
Y'all boys betta put em up, put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up