King Tee - Triflin' Nigga Lyrics
{*opening skit: man talking to girlfriend in car*}[m] you wont have to worry about anything when youre with me[m] cause im.. (? ) reliable (? ){*while hes speaking, thug runs up and opens his car door*}[t] nigga whassup nigga? get out the car nigga![t] give me your jew-els, fool![m] what, what do you want from us?[t] you and your *****, nigga!{*car door slams*}[t] get out here.. nigga you better get off this mother*****er punk[m] look.. look out baby[m] Im not givin up anything! youre just gonna have to..{*gun blasts*}Screamin!{*second skit: argument between thugs over money*}[1] where my mother*****in chips at nigga?[2] yo homey I already told you nigga Id have it friday nigga[1] man ***** what you told me nigga![2] what? ! nigga, ***** you mother*****er[1] nigga whats happenin then nigga? nigga!{*beatdown starts*}[2] awww shit!!{*beatdown continues*}[king tee]I gotta leave this crazy place, but my feet wont budgeThe niggaz always ask am I a crip or a blood?I am what I am and thats all I can standsI cant stands no more so ima scramSell me a couple of kis and buy a crib far awayA place that the map dont sayCause Im gettin kinda timid, at first I was with itTalk about jack moves, I did itI took cars, snatched jewelry, and boy Id runWith the colored rag over my gunAnd there was times I had to pop fools {*blam*}Because they didnt believe that the glock rulesWhen I say get out, get out! and I might not shootThen Im off to put your daytons on my coupeBut nowadays I have to figureWhat goes around comes around for the triflin nigga{*third skit: gs discussing a hit*}[1] there the nigga![2] nigga nigga ***** that, Im gonna shoot this nigga right here[2] man, watch this{*gun being *****ed sounds*}[2] I aint got time to be playin with this mother*****er nigga[2] show this nigga what time it is nigga[1] yo yo hold up[2] nigga watch out nigga[1] come on man[2] nigga watch out nigga {*incomprehensible*}[2] ***** that nigga man, ***** that nigga[1] we dont need to get indicted[3] yo yo the nigga got a gat!![2] nigga ***** that nigga nigga! nigga ***** that nigga![2] nigga ***** that nigga!{*blam! blam! blam-blam-blam!*}[2] nigga ***** that nigga!![king tee]Back in the days I used to stand on the block with my boxWatchin my boy run up to cars and sell rocksHe was young and bold, lot of money and goldKept a gat on hold in case suckers tried to rollA car stops, he trots, yellin here comes the copsHes only sixteen, but hes braver than his popsHis mother and father, smoke crack like I drink brewSurvivals on his mind so he serves them tooSchool isnt important, hes importin big packagesAcross the border, a little shorter than a million quartersAll the women ride his jock like a jockeyHe says Im on top, there aint a cop who could stop meBut confidence, is his best defenseAt night he carries a gauge he fit inside of his trenchHe says a punk try to run up, ima pull the triggerWhat goes around comes around for the triflin nigga!{*fourth skit: a drug deal in progress*}[1] whats happenin man you got those birds?[2] yo you got the money homey?[1] aiyy man whatchu gonna ask me somethin like that fo?[3] look man, ***** all the bullshit[1] man here you go right here man[2] show the money dawg{*briefcase is opened*}[1] nigga, there you go, so whats happenin?[? ] I like that, we in business[? ] man - ***** you nigga, this is a jack, its a jack nigga[? ] always gettin him, hey whats up?[2] nigga, strip down, get butt-***** nigga[king tee]I heard one-time wanna peel my capFor the gangster rap to make niggaz start fightin backBut I dont even give a *****Pass the ak, and one-time better duck {*automatic fire*}Cause I dont give a ***** about a piece of tinI [*scratch*] shit off your chest and then grinAnd move on to the next mother*****erCops aint nuttin but the klan undercoverAnd they be lynchin mother*****ers up nightlyThats why they need mo mother*****ers like meTo stand on the scene and pull the [*trigger*]Cause Im a triflin nigga{*fifth skit: passengers in a car*}[1] yo yo, yo they got the lights on, thats the cops[2] aww God damn![1] pull over![2] yall just chill out, yall just chill out, yall just chill out[2] chill out alright? here he comes, here he comes[c] can I see yer drivers license registration and proof of insurance?[2] what did I do officer?[c] get get your hands on the wheel![2] man what did I do? what you talkin about?[1] man ***** that nigga man[? ] blast that mother*****er, blast him!{*blam, blam blam blam, blam*}{*car peels out and takes off*}
