Trick-trick - The Price Is Right lyrics

[Chorus] Yeah! I'll run through it all, if the price is right Show you n***as how to ball, if the price is right You wanna sell that Chevy on fours, Cadillac on fours[?] I'll get it, if the price is right I'll buy out the club, if the price is right Showing everybody love, if the price is right Look here, I spend it like that, cause I get it right back Why is that? The price is right Okay then [Verse 1: Trick Trick] Its the d-boy doing d-boy sh** Got them hollering "God damn that boy Trick He'll never stop" for real though Stealin'[?] what the f** your deal do? All the hating y'all doing so senseless I spend money everyday like it's Christmas With no 9-to-5 I got business It's a couple more rap n***as on the hitlist If the price is right give me the shipment The quick flip flip quick like a gymnast Get your mouth right I'll get the witness And they can catch me on the big screen under "Christian" I'd get a hundred of them I'm going the distance With five bu*t naked hood rats in the kitchen One into one-and-a-half like a magician Now watch these n***as flip these pigeons[?] [Chorus] [Verse 2: Trick Trick] I'm getting money and nothing you can do about it Goon Sqwad up top so true about it I got respect for that clique that you with But you better turn it down when Trick Trick in this b**h They say I love to scrap and that might be true But you ain't sh** n***a, why should I acknowledge you? New world hustle, M.O.B That's Money Over b**hes, cuz with a 'c' Unstoppable, you see it I'll give my last to the Sqwad if they need it Put a boss on it, I O.G. it They take me and my guerillas[?] to do it then so be it These n***as talk aloud, but homie I don't see it Save yourself, little n***a, I'm undefeated Everytime I win these n***as claiming I cheated You ain't talking money n***a, beat it! [Chrous] [Verse 3: DIEZEL] Wake up hoes, it's 7 o'clock It's the Mario Brothers going after them blocks Busting up them bricks hitting twenties and zips [?] And n***as dizzy as sh** from doing all these flips You waiting on them bits, we waiting on that ship It ain't Frito-Lay's but I got them chips Its Better Made b**h this Detroit sh** CGSM, we run this b**h That's it, that's all, dont get it f**ed up You prank you already go ahead boss up[?] On point we here all ready for whatever On deck right here whereever I'm the king of rock the queens get higher I won't stop cooking I won't retire No, I'm gonna find my brand so tight Bob Barker out here my price so right [Chorus x2]