Lonestar Ridaz - What You Trippin' Fo'? lyrics

[Max Minelli: Spoken] So cold n***as so throwed Young Max Minelli, n***a One of Louisiana's finest. Check it Lonestar muthaf**in' Ridaz Right chea Young Happy P. SPM, Dope House 2000 ---- still sellin' itself, n***a Pa** what you ask & we want mill. Tickets, n***a 900,9900 In small face hundred dollar bills & 100,000 in quarters Them 2000 quarters Millennium sh**. What the f** is You Trippin' Fo' n***a? [Baby Bash:] The whole world wanna rumble Haters spittin' in my Gumbo Tumble or even stumble, don't let that ball fumble Pay attention to my bumble Hustle ‘til I pull a muscle Hot as El Segundo when I'm comin' wit my thunder Lettin' off a whole clip-a Kick a door when I enter Monumenta Known to chop a muthaf**er for a pinna Trigger finger got a splinter. You talkin' sh** again uh? I'll grab a switch & beat yo' a** with an antenna I'm a cold piece of worker Blastin' wit my bazerka, bazooka Dope House trooper So now you know the scoop-uh Cook it up like Betty Crocker Quicker than Marshall Focker Monster, like Chubaca Sorry n***a sianora. [Chorus: Baby Bash] So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? [Happy Perez:] Now I'm a tell you like I told you before f** a pig, f** a hoe & f** federal n***as & b**hes start to trip when yo' boy get the dough Fool, I'm a go wild when my money get low I heard you got some cash, but man we got more n***as in my face, swearin' to God they can flow But n***a, I ain't trippin' but I ain't tryin' to hear that f** all the yappin' homey, show me where the weed at So I can cut the sweets & taste the seed smoke I got big plans wit me & Max & C-Loc See we gon' wreck the game & we gon' make a k**in' When I was 16, I was hurtin' n***as' feelings For real. [Chorus: Baby Bash] So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? [Baby Bash:] So you made a little money, oh wow! What the f** yo' punk a** fidna do now? I've invested more money More money In a crackhead's dream Remember back as a fiend, when I was lackin' the green But now I'm playin' both sides of the fence Pullin' licks, no fingerprints so no evidence Ever since I was a youngsta All I ever wanted to be was a hustla Hustla Cyber space, desperado Hollow tips in my wallow Guero about dinero But swallow Tequila bottle Follow My Lead uh Follow My Lead uh Beesh & Happy P. Fin to make the block bleed, huh. [Chorus: Baby Bash] So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'? So What You Trippin' Fo'?