Mr. Trice Lyrics

[Hook]
Yea
This is the Coon
I'm with my man Mr. Trice
Def entertainment bout to take over this shit
Is yall mutha f**kers ready
Once again, is yall mutha f**kers ready.. yea.. yea

[Verse One]
Mr. Trice, One in a Mil.. f**k it I'm one in a bill..
f**k 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 f**kers turn timid
It's the T-R-I-C-E can you feel that shit

[Hook]
Is you mutha f**kers 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 f**ker
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 d**k with a dusty hor
I represent gore
Same reason all that red shits on the f**kin 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 f**ker yall peasant mutha f**kers ain't ready
This was another Moss Production
We live at Napp Entertainment for the new Millennium
Blowin mutha f**kers 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 a*s
Exlax their a*s
Italy shitted on it selves when
Mr. Trice brought the f**kin wrath

[Hook]
Hey yo he just brought the mutha f**kin wrath
Napp Entertainment putting their foot up in nigga's a*s
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 f**ker this was the Coon
Opposite of other niggas
I don't give a f**k

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