OBIE TRICE - Mr. Trice lyrics

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    OBIE TRICE LYRICS
    
    "Mr. Trice"
    [Hook]
    Yea
    This is the Coon
    I'm with my man Mr. Trice
    Def entertainment bout to take over this shit
    Is yall mutha fuckers ready
    Once again, is yall mutha fuckers ready..  yea..  yea
    
    [Verse One]
    Mr. Trice, One in a Mil..  Fuck it I'm one in a bill..
    fuck it I'm one in a zill yo
    This specimen is rare
    A big lip nigga with an ice-cold stare
    I cripple infinitely yall dare
    any nigga with steel balls to try to front over here
    You get done over here
    Leaving niggas touch more than a LD off a blunt over here
    Cake niggas be the beat eating
    And since I got a sweet tooth I digest weaklings
    Mr. Trice been caged for a minute
    I hit the stage for a minute mutha fuckers turn timid
    It's the T-R-I-C-E can you feel that shit
    
    [Hook]
    Is you mutha fuckers ready
    Can you feel it?
    Can you feel that shit?
    Napp entertainment in the house
    We representing for the 99.. . the new millennium
    All that shit
    Mutha fucker
    How you love dat .. playboy
    How you love dat
    How you love dat shit
    
    [Verse Two]
    Mr. Trice Bodacious with flow
    And barbaric in the way I let you niggas know
    If blunt too much I still get frank
    And if frank scantlis
    Wait and see what bold think
    We act off instinct nuttin more
    Same goes for my dick with a dusty hor
    I represent gore
    Same reason all that red shits on the fuckin floor
    nigga what you hear for?
    You don't want to see me when I'm angry
    Too many of yall cats take Mr. Trice too plainly
    A Plague disease infested
    And I spread it all across your lyrical testaments..  Peasants
    
    [Hook]
    You peasant niggas ain't ready
    Mutha fucker yall peasant mutha fuckers ain't ready
    This was another Moss Production
    We live at Napp Entertainment for the new Millennium
    Blowin mutha fuckers out the water
    Representing from the Mo Town
    
    [Verse Three]
    Mr. Trice on this rap shit I got it made
    Its nuttin for me to find a spot in rap page
    Disperse rep with body parts across stage
    The big question is "Obie what's your age?"
    Just cause I'm a young nigga
    Don't mean you can't get hung nigga
    Or stung by a gun trigger
    I be amongst viscous figures
    Who hear nuttin
    Just foot steps when you runnin
    Mr. Trice's stunning actious staff
    They got out of line I had to axe their ass
    Exlax their ass
    Italy shitted on it selves when
    Mr. Trice brought the fuckin wrath
    
    [Hook]
    Hey yo he just brought the mutha fuckin wrath
    Napp Entertainment putting their foot up in nigga's ass
    You niggas ain't ready for that hot shit
    We be droppin for the millennium
    MOSS
    Napp Entertainment
    Mr. Trice
    Executive Producer..  Mr. Wilson
    Mutha Fucker this was the Coon
    Opposite of other niggas
    I don't give a fuck

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