Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bricks and Marijuana , by - Trick Daddy. Release date: 19.03.2001
Song language: English
Bricks and Marijuana |
| For my niggas, in the feds |
| My niggas in the pen |
| My niggas ain’t gone neva see the streets no mo |
| This one for you nigga |
| Free Buddy Roe |
| Hook: 2x |
| Look I been scuffling years your honor |
| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana |
| Shit |
| Verse 1: Kase |
| I been put in the world |
| Living my days ducking k’s |
| Was bursting bitches jumping out they Benz’s on blades |
| I been scuffling years you honor |
| I swear the God I wanna do for my kid’s you honor |
| If you was me then you would see how it is you honor |
| Through all the drama and this rain |
| Nobody felt my pain |
| I went to serving after fame |
| Then shit changed |
| You wonder what am I to do |
| Niggas on my block |
| Am I supposed to be a fuck nigga? |
| Let 'em rope my spot |
| When Jeb Bush pushing life |
| If I tout my weapon |
| Now Ronald Reagan was selling guns |
| But he ain’t a felony |
| A house on the hills with all these bills |
| I gots to sell 'em |
| My shawty waking up with out his Christmas |
| What the fuck I’ma tell 'em? |
| When I be juggling selling bricks? |
| Will heaven take me? |
| Now 25 plus life |
| Rehabilitate me |
| These crackers calling me a monster |
| But they help create me |
| Shit |
| Hook: 4x |
| Look I been scuffling years your honor |
| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana |
| Shit |
| Verse 2: Kase |
| Ain’t seen my momma since the last time we hung out |
| Now six years to be exact |
| Cause she strung out |
| My getting jobs looking shady, on my application |
| Now have I ever committed felons? |
| Look at this shit I’m facing |
| And now these streets don’t get no better for my young niggas |
| Now the muthafuckers that’s coming up is the gravediggers |
| And I can’t seem to trust my niggas |
| And I grew up with 'em |
| Folk in my mind at times learn not to fuck with 'em |
| When I was stuck who could I turn to? |
| Nobody but Jesus |
| I’m in this world looking up to the gangsters |
| Looking up to the leaders |
| Granddaddy had a stroke and grandmomma broke |
| Who the fuck gone feed us? |
| Y’all wrapped us in ropes and put us on boats |
| But y’all really ain’t need us |
| Muthafuck that shit |
| I got tired of the struggling |
| ??? |
| in the jungle |
| Can’t let a nigga fuck me about this coke |
| So I learned what was and what wasn’t |
| I’m getting them things at 17 |
| At least gone cop a dozen |
| You lose yo life |
| Shit ain’t no joke |
| That’s if yo coke is buzzing |
| Shit |
| Hook: 4x |
| Look I been scuffling years your honor |
| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana |
| Shit |
| Mystic (Talking) |
| Now what I’m talking bout |
| Got niggas doing the dirty dirty |
| Now what I’m saying |
| But it can’t last dirty to long |
| Nigga gotta clean up somewhere |
| So, you know what I’m talking bout |
| Take a nigga advice and get in and get out baby boy |
| Cause it ain’t all bad |
| But it ain’t all good |
| Now what I’m talking bout |
| And the hood dangerous watching out |
| Everybody shouldn’t be po-po |
| Dealing with the dope dope |
| So you better watch out boy |
| Get in and get ouuuut |
| Hook: 2x |
| Look I been scuffling years your honor |
| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana |
| Shit |