Obie Trice - Mr. Trice Lyrics
[Hook]YeaThis is the CoonI'm with my man Mr. TriceDef entertainment bout to take over this shitIs yall mutha *****ers readyOnce again, is yall mutha *****ers ready.. yea.. yea[Verse One]Mr. Trice, One in a Mil.. ***** it I'm one in a bill..***** it I'm one in a zill yoThis specimen is rareA big lip nigga with an ice-cold stareI cripple infinitely yall dareany nigga with steel balls to try to front over hereYou get done over hereLeaving niggas touch more than a LD off a blunt over hereCake niggas be the beat eatingAnd since I got a sweet tooth I digest weaklingsMr. Trice been caged for a minuteI hit the stage for a minute mutha *****ers turn timidIt's the T-R-I-C-E can you feel that shit[Hook]Is you mutha *****ers readyCan you feel it?Can you feel that shit?Napp entertainment in the houseWe representing for the 99.. . the new millenniumAll that shitMutha *****erHow you love dat .. playboyHow you love datHow you love dat shit[Verse Two]Mr. Trice Bodacious with flowAnd barbaric in the way I let you niggas knowIf blunt too much I still get frankAnd if frank scantlisWait and see what bold thinkWe act off instinct nuttin moreSame goes for my dick with a dusty horI represent goreSame reason all that red shits on the *****in floornigga what you hear for?You don't want to see me when I'm angryToo many of yall cats take Mr. Trice too plainlyA Plague disease infestedAnd I spread it all across your lyrical testaments.. Peasants[Hook]You peasant niggas ain't readyMutha *****er yall peasant mutha *****ers ain't readyThis was another Moss P
