trick daddy Trick Daddy & Juvenile - It's Like That Lyrics
            Cha Cha
            [Trick Daddy]
            I just hope y'all n____s know
            That when it's time that you n____s gotta be ready for war
            You n____s gotta be prepared
            You n____s gotta know that I'm serious about this s___
            I'mma run 'em down, n____
        
            I've done been used, abused, and accused of things that ain't true
            And been told some s___ about some things that ain't even new
            But what I done heard is true, I know y'all done heard it too
            Been saying s___ like Trick run hit from a bird or two
            And y'all claiming that I'm the man
            I got these banging a__ b____es standing around with their hands out
            Word is on the streets is that a n____ like me
            Done went from jack boy from dope boy in less than a week
            See I got more snitches and b____es than my clique ever saw
            And I hang with crooked a__ judges, lawyers, cops, and robbers
            I wish I had a block of that s___
            I give my block to my chick
            And set up shop in this b____
            I wish I meant a country b____ from a hick town and I
            Send her to get a table and break a whole half of brick down
            Y'all n____s know it cost money to go to war
            And I know a couple n____s with a couple of millions to blow, it's on
        
            [1][Jim Crow]
            It's on, just stay calm
            We ain't bullshittin' n____ we droppin' bombs
            Uhh it's like that
            Ain't done right the first time we coming back
            It's on, just stay calm
            We ain't bullshittin' n____ we droppin' bombs
            Uhh it's like that
            Ain't done right the first time we coming back
        
            [Jim Crow]
            Ha, Cha Cha
            We got the hoes in a headlock now Cha
            A new millennium baby
            Make 'em bounce, make 'em bounce
        
            [Cha Cha]
            Where can I start cause baby girl ain't go no ghetto tales
            I'd rather tell how good the leather smell in the SL
            That was eleventh and twelfth
            Been ahead of myself
            So these broads been trying to ride before accepted this wealth
            Wasn't born with silver spoons
            Seen plenty of silver moons
            Sat in mid June on the beaches of Cancun
            And that was just family trips
            Ride in grip family whips
            Now it's my own candy six, n____ you ain't hand me this
            So what you beefin' this?
            Believe me this
            I'll have you on your knees for this
            Just pleading the fifth
            You acting real displeased with this, fatigued a bit?
            You're messing with this seasoned chick
            That'll leave ya sick
            Take it all, y'all won't be needing
            Call her six, no let mommy hold the keys to this
            Don't even trip you know we like two peas in this
            Breathe evilness,
            And we won't split until we even this
            Deceitfulness, where it's at, yeah
        
            [Repeat 1]
        
            [Juvenile]
            I just come up with money from busting heads
            And n____s I f___ with just got out of the feds
            My paper done got scraped
            So naw cool relax
            Yo Juve what you doing?
            Look I'm just chilling to the max
            My n____s already left me and they ain't coming back
            I look like a drug dealer
            They think I'm selling crack
            If the m_________in' money ain't right
            I ain't handling it
            n____ I don't wanna talk to you so stop mouthing
            Can't you see that Juve 'bout his business boy?
            Or do I have to put holes in your kidneys boy?
            Straight up knock the b____ out
            We'll pick the b____ up
            Then get rough and duck, cut them, Cha is loose in the cut
            Look that wouldn't happen to you if you'd mind her
            And y'all been hustling, warning this is my turn
            f___ the press, f___ a tv, f___ a cd
            When you got money come and see me
        
            [Repeat 1 x2]
        
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