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(feat. Nikke Kixx, King Tee) |
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[Intro: Nikke Kixx] |
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Uhh, yo Trouble, this is for you G |
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Some crazy shit, but I gotta do what I gotta do |
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[Verse One: Nikke Kixx] |
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Her booty bang bang, gotta keep the flow |
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So you know my girl Trouble |
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Always on the elevated motivated kind of level |
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Cause, down down to the ground as I feel when I heard the news |
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Guess I got the blues, bust the next move |
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I check, then I wreck, then I got upset |
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Couldn't fade the fact, she would never be back |
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Damn... I fell to my knees |
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And I asked the Lord please; then I boo-hooed |
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Waitin for the big suit, so what's the next move, huh? |
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While I reminesce, while I reminesce, yeah |
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From show to show to show to show, ya know |
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My girl Trouble yup, always kept such a fat flow |
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Gotta get a grip, gotta get a grip, uhh |
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And I will always make you mine, in time |
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This is for you G, the T-to-the-R-to-the-O |
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To-the-U-to-the-B-to-the-L-E, rest in peace |
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And I'm kickin it for you in ninety-three |
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Here I go, here I go |
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[Verse Two: King Tee] |
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Not to get the eyballs drippin |
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But when They Reminesce Over You, I be trippin |
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It seems like two days back |
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We was chillin in the studio, peepin out a track |
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Talkin on the blahzay blah tip |
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Yo, here comes Trouble with the hit |
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Not too many could last |
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They flunked when Trouble talked class |
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They say God works mysterious |
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...but I'm curious |
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It's like a tasket a tisket, girl you ain't missed shit |
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Tryin to get a meal ticket and stay fit |
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I know you're upstairs chillin |
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And when you was here you made a killin |
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Rest easy in peace, don't be agitated |
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From King Tee, it's dedicated |
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[Chorus: Big Mac] |
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We're gonna miss you Trouble, we're gonna miss you [x8] |
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[Verse Three: Nefertiti] |
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Trouble, Trouble, Trouble |
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Back in the days, and ahh we used to rage and ahh |
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So put the pages, I fight back the tears and cry |
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Not singin no sad song,just lettin out my feelings |
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Cause umm, Trouble's gone whether who's right or wrong |
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I'm comin at cha |
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Ya see what I mean, it's left to me to pave the way |
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I walk the walk and steady leavin back my state of mind |
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Tryin to recreate the scene and wonderin why |
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Call Motown, let em know we doin a Trouble song |
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The posse's deep we growin stronger than stronger than strong |
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It's a deep thang, if you can't hang, don't try to swang |
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You're not able to see you could never be down with me |
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We're doin a song to blow our horns, yo it's not to mourn |
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Consider me bein born, but over your death I'm torn |
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So good everlasting, I'll shout it out |
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I'm thinkin of past things you said that helped and watched me out |
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West coast mobbin, niggaz that thought that we was nothin |
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Pooh makes funky tracks it's the chronic so keep on puffin it |
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Teela's got That Triflin Album that them niggaz be lovin |
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Yo-Yo's still real loco, gettin them speedin tickets |
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And kickin them funky lyrics |
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I'm keepin the vibes alive, I gotta keep them vibes alive |
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I hope you watch me strive.. the rest of the time alive |
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I keep the spirit in my hand, I hope the record shall slam |
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Damn, I'm thinkin about Trouble, MC Trouble |
