You a Trip

Lyrics
[Intro] Whassup, whassup, whassup Turn it up Webbie Trill E.N.T. Young Savage Just some gangsta shit for the gangstas to ride to "Damn mane, what you don't fuck with a nigga no mo'?" Don't even come at me like that! "Damn nigga, Webbie, where you been at? " Out here gettin' rich nigga. Fuck out my face I'm a fuckin' hustler nigga, I ain't got time to be playin' nigga, I'm tryin' get it (I'm tryin' to do somethin') Check me out, Look [Verse 1: Webbie] Now I'ma tell you like a man, I don't owe y'all shit And I'm gonna say this shit again, I don't owe y'all shit But before a nigga had somethin' (Shit), I ain't have nothin' (My kids) Yeah they still love me (Friends), I had a couple of 'em Wasn't nobody fussin', tryin' to see what was up When my shoes was been dusty, with a hole in the front And I'd get mad at Lil Slugger, he put a hole in the blunt When my daddy lost the house, moved with grandma for a month Then that month turned to a year and I turned strait to them streets Then my dog gave me that beat, I turned the shit to that heat Them school fights turned to that beef and we was gon' fall for that street Then my nigga turned to that piece, I ain't seen him since I was thirteen I get home and catch my knees, this rap shit was just a dream Wasn't nobody mad at me tellin' me about how I need to come see 'em I ain't have a car, I just need some new rims Just tell ol' boy he just got a new Benz My daddy used to tell me that I need some new friends I guess back then, it just didn't make sense [Chorus: Webbie] Now come on, keep it trill, you been knowin' me since I was lil' And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a trip!) How you be trippin' (You a trip!), I be trippin' (You a trip!) How I be glistenin' (You a trip!), it's a trip over postiton (You a trip!) It's a trip how you miss me (You a trip!) Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin' 'cause I'm on But, um, really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a trip!) How you be trippin' (You a trip!), I be trippin' (You a trip!) How I be glistenin' (You a trip!), it's a trip over postiton (You a trip!) It's a trip how you miss me (You a trip!) [Verse 2: Webbie] I had to tell lil' nigga from the club, I'm still the same nigga from the mud So watch how you be runnin' up questionin' me about stupid stuff I'm well known from the boot and up, don't come up to me with that bootin' up Mane, how I've been movin' up? I really hate to have to go and shoot ya up In year 2000 I was ridin' a bus, show up at school, get expelled, fuck it I'm out here, If I go to jail, fuck it Didn't this many people care for me Now a nigga rich you is there for me And I owe you this and I owe you that (What?) You not nothin' till you got somethin', everybody love ya Pops told me that, niggas ain't shit, life showed me that They done stole from me, they done hold me back You round here actin' like hoes would act, tell me how I'm supposed to act I see yo' ass, be yo' ass, comin' up, I ain't barely see yo' ass Tryin to be me, "B" done beat yo' ass, hard head? Make a nigga teach yo' ass Tell you the truth, I don't need yo' ass All I really need is my die hard fans and all my people that are real fam This big Glock 40 and Trill Fam Y'all look mad, I'ma steal laugh Them new Camaros go real fast They don't come out till "09" I already got mine Man I'm finna act a dog now [Chorus: Webbie] Now come on, keep it trill, you been knowin' me since I was lil' And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a trip!) How you be trippin' (You a trip!), I be trippin' (You a trip!) How I be glistenin' (You a trip!), it's a trip over postiton (You a trip!) It's a trip how you miss me (You a trip!) Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin' 'cause I'm on But, um, really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a trip!) How you be trippin' (You a trip!), I be trippin' (You a trip!) How I be glistenin' (You a trip!), it's a trip over postiton (You a trip!) It's a trip how you miss me (You a trip!) [Verse 3: Big Head] Look, Big Head the same nigga till he dead and gone The same nigga that wasn't allowed in yo home The same nigga that did that same dirt with that chrome The same nigga that did them same jokestas all along Why would I change now, just because the camera's on And yo girl got my dick in her camera phone Mane let me do my thing, I'm in that zone You hatin' 'cause I'm makin' and you dead wrong Well if you ain't gon' kill me, ain't no stoppin' me Watch, I get the whole board on Monopoly Matter fact, fuck y'all with a apostrophe That is how you want it, so that is how it gotta be I probably pop yo ass approximately with six slugs While Turk and Mel buy the judge You got a grudge but remember I don't give a fuck Whenever you get mad enough, try yo' luck! [Chorus: Webbie] Now come on, keep it trill, you been knowin' me since I was lil' And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a trip!) How you be trippin' (You a trip!), I be trippin' (You a trip!) How I be glistenin' (You a trip!), it's a trip over postiton (You a trip!) It's a trip how you miss me (You a trip!) Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin' 'cause I'm on But, um, really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a trip!) How you be trippin' (You a trip!), I be trippin' (You a trip!) How I be glistenin' (You a trip!), it's a trip over postiton (You a trip!) It's a trip how you miss me (You a trip!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Bruce “BJ” Rome
- Webbie
- Big Head (Trill Fam)