《Gotta Let You Have It》是Trick Daddy演唱的歌曲，由Maurice Young、Marlon Pka Buddy Roe Hanna、Adam作詞，收錄於專輯《Book Of Thugs - Chapter AK Verse 47》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Gotta Let You Have It
- 所屬專輯：Book Of Thugs - Chapter AK Verse 47
- 歌曲原唱：Trick Daddy
- 填詞：Maurice Young、Marlon Pka Buddy Roe Hanna、Adam
- 發行日期：2000年2月15日
歌曲歌詞
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
I just might have to toss this nine
Across your mind
Across that line
I'm running straight up in your mammy's house by mine
Putting this fire up in this old b**ch mouth by mine
And open in fire
And I ain't swearing no niggards
Give the deed up until four niggards
Ain't sympathizing with you
I'm just realizing what this thug sh*t for niggle
You in the middle of a war niggle
Now I gotta let you have it
The whole clip
F**king up the whole trip
Now you f**king with the boogie man
This sh*t deeper than nine brown
And I ain't see no clown
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
I got some niggards that'll bump with you
Play with your kids and eat lunch with you
Then and kill your a**
I close shop
With 2 shots from a far away clock
Then leave you dead to rot
In a empty lot
And this thug sh*t simply not
To be taken light
Well all fake less I'm taken life
Then I'm taking off
To the old hood
To check on a old girl
To make sure its still all good
Then its back to the streets
To finish this beef
Looking for them same that's looking for me
And about three blocks
From where they set up shop
Sell w**d and lay some rocks
They got these old cops
Working they're spots
And young niggards on the roof with red dots
When me and my clique scrap and we scared not
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
I'm paranoid cause I'm hearing things
Time served
Only out a few months associated with birds
They want to pop it I got bad nerves
Peep
Mini14 on the front seat
You want to be there for your kids niggle play with it
His grams missing who did it ma deal with it
So f**k I care about the shorty
Cause niggle you been known
Skip town
With my pound
With my dudes round
Now niggle how you playing I done counted that
You wanted work all you had to do is ask
My cub an friend
Want his ends
Instead of you flipping them dividends
Making millions
Popping then
Silly rabbit
You done started static
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
You left me stuck
And so you outta luck
Cause you done f**ked my credit up
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
Now I gotta let you have it
Rapping fire from my automatic
