(feat. Society) [Trick Daddy] 'Posed to be... Land of the free I don't see how Count me in Uh America Oh America Ha-ha-ha America (America) Sweet land
fuckin money [Trick Daddy] I read in the Book of Thugs, Chapter A.K Verse 47 And it tells me all thugs niggas go to heaven But between the lines of verses
(feat. The Lost Tribe, JV) [Trick] I tellin ya boy I got them boys Dog I be tryin to tell em [Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe] You can't catch
it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(fallin' in love heh heh) Could it be, you and me? (for my thugs y'all, nigga) [Trick Daddy
get on up!!! Oakland, get on up!!!! Detroit, get on up!!! Dallas, get on up!!! St. Louis, get on up!!!! Baltimore, get on up!!! L.A. get on up!!! New York, get on up!!! [Trick Daddy
'm a fuck around and kill yo ass I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass Fuck around and kill yo ass (say what) I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass [Trick Daddy
Roe) [Buddy Roe] Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic Now I gotta let you have it Rappin' fire from my automatic [Trick Daddy
Poppito, Trina) [Trick Daddy] We gon' let the band deal with this Ha ha, mmm-hmm M-I-A Style, heh, old school Uh hah.. Okay, shut up! [Chorus: Trick Daddy
f/ Buddy Roe Beep! Trick Daddy I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it 'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic Old material bitch Gold-digging
worth workin for, in that case then i aint got it then, i'm with the hens of yo fake ass body benz nigga, only thug niggas roll wit me get blowed, fuck
always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life [Verse 3: Trick Daddy]
(feat. Mystikal) [Trick Daddy inhaling] Mystikal the joint on you nigga, hit this shit here [Mystikal:] I heard about you Trick brah, I know what ya
to break Buddy Roe out the pin And then it's thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh [Trick Daddy talking:] Thug life nigga fuck nigga's die in thug
come go to the mall with me And I hate the shit you be starting see Young silly bitch stop following me I don't need 'cha [Chorus 1x] [Trick Daddy ends repeating parts of verses
'm still a pimp I don't really want ya but I just pretend 'Cause I damn near kick it with you the same way I be trippin' out with them Trick daddy won
thugging with me I suggest you don't be thugging with me And if you don't wanna die, don't be thugging with me Don't wanna lose ya' life, don't be thugging
with big guns Just to break Buddy Roe out the pin And then it's thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh Thug life, nigga fuck, nigga's die in thug
ya mouth Eats nigga, ain't no click like this one That'll make a jealous nigga wanna get a big gun But it's too late 'cause we gon' My dawgs got tha AK