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Lyrics for 'Tryin 2 Have Sumthin' by 'Kane And Able'
( Master P)
Check This Out Twin, Wanna Hit Me On A Beeper
When Ya'll Ready For That Nigga, I Got.
Huh Nigga What? (you Be Coughing This Shit Up)
I'm Just A Nigga In The Dope Game
Tryin' To Move Cocaine
Herion And Weed
And A Young Nigga Tryin' To Have Thangs
(chorus)
Tell......me
Huh Nigga What?
I'm Just A Nigga In The Dope Game
Tryin' To Move Cocaine
Herion And Weed
And A Young Nigga Tryin' To Have Thangs
(fiend)
Who Was The First Of The Brothers
Who Said No Bottle, Because A
They Crossed A Bird
Had To Get His Hustle On With Rocks And Herbs
From The Curb, I Observe
Making Tunes, I Would Be Getting Benz And Jewels
You Niggas Give Me Room
Before I Bring A Lots Of Doom
I Be Soon To Wearing Time
17 And Getting Heavy
Seven Fingers Like Off To Find The Relly
Oh My Felly, My Belly
Full Of Fast Food
Cuz I Know That Cash Rules My Life
To Like As Twice As The Nights
I'm Living, Try My Life
Fully Rusted, Is A Chance To Get A Cop Busted
But I Stick Em' And Break It Off
So The Rest Won't Test Me
Luckily, Never Sticking My Business
Til' These Hoes, And I Give My Friends Living Tears
Like My Department Store, C'mon
(uhhhhhh)
(chorus- 2x)
( Kane And Abel )
Picture Me And Fiend Chopping Up A Half A Key
Twenty-bitches You Asked For Them, 2-52 For Me
I'm Bout To Get Into Thuggin', Muggin'
Yeah This O.p. Chuggin'
You Can Find Me In The Hood
Tryin' To Slang Something
I Serve A Million Fiends
For Million Dollar Dreams
B.b.s. Stretch Lex, Bitch I'm Bout My Cream
Thunder Weed And Sex
More Crack Than Cracker Jack
Silkk, 100-dollar, Tens
Please Tell My Friend He Be Right Back
They Say We Hold It Down
Like We Paralized From The Neck Down
Slang From Sun Down To Sun Down
Smoking A Pound
(chorus-2x)
(m.p.- Uhhh Nigga This A Muthafuckin' 211
Don't Make It Into A 1-80-7 You Heard)
( Kane And Abel )
This A Kidnapp, Don't Make It A Killing
Put A Game Til' The Game's Over
Soldier, Ready And Willing, I Be Letting Dissing
To Get Paid With A Gyps Of Ak's
If You Looking For Revenge, Better Dig Two Graves
Playa, Time To Drop Some Game With The Ballers
20 A Grams, Oz's, To A Balls To Quaves
My Hustle Never Stop, Uh
Block To Block, Like A Nigga Sittin' On Three Keys
Till A Rock To Rock C'mon
(chorus-4x)
( Master P )
Kane And Abel, Fiend, Master P
It Ain't No Limit Nigga
Clean Your Dirty Money Out To Good Money
You Heard, Tryin' To Have A Thang
From The Motherfucking Streets To The World
Real Niggas Take Heat, Bout It, Bout It, Rowdy, Rowdy
Uhhhhhh
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