Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bet That, artist - Trick Daddy. Album song Back By Thug Demand, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.12.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Slip-N-Slide
Song language: English
Bet That |
Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips |
Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks |
Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back |
You can bet that, you can bet that |
I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that |
I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that |
22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho! |
Everyday me and my dog we wylin' |
7-Tre 7−5 dope ridin' |
And we ain’t trippin' on nothin', just vibin' |
Big 9 with me 'cuz a fuck nigga tried me |
They already know how I let him go |
Kill his ass and make sho' at his funeral |
How the hell a O.B. |
gon' try me? |
I’m O.G. |
on and off TV, see |
Middle fingers in the air, tell 'em fuck y’all |
Tryin to hate on my dawgs, hell fuck nah |
Why you hatin' on a nigga like that |
Why you tryin' to stab a nigga in his back |
I know some niggas don’t like this |
But them niggas is the reason I’m like this |
Fuck niggas done made me mad |
I’m 'bout to snap and put this K on his ass |
Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips |
Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks |
Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back |
You can bet that, you can bet that |
I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that |
I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that |
22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho! |
Hey |
I pull up Bentleys, lookin like they not annoyed |
Trunk popped up lookin like a Tonka Toy |
If you dont like it you know can get that Almond Joy (What?) |
Deez nuts nigga, wuddup Trick, I got ya boy |
I’m clickin' over, lemme tell her I got another call |
Ridin' wit my trunk popped up like I’m «Above The Law» |
Tires wet and nigga they still drippin' Armor-All |
Tell me you gon' fall, and I ain’t got to use the arm at all |
Bet Daddy finna Trick 'em, finna flip the paper |
Chamillinator, me and Trick we finna shred a hater |
Tip the dinner waiter Trick 'em like we finna date her |
Get off ya sleeves let 'em breathe like a ventilator |
Hey, what can I say me and the King Of M.I.A |
Finna, (Hey) finna touch ya niggas and ya finna pay |
Stay wit it hey you we ain’t finna play |
Snatch ya off the wheels and you can watch ya rims spin away |
Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips |
Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks |
Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back |
You can bet that, you can bet that |
I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that |
I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that |
22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho! |
In the club wit my dogs we wylin' |
Two straight coup grey dome ridin' |
Look atcha boy got so many hoes |
Look in his mouth he got so many gold |
I’m sippin' and I’m goin' |
Whole clique, that’s how we rollin' |
Stay fly, stay right if you didn’t know |
And that’s everywhere that we go |
All I wanna do is |
Drive my Chevy through years |
And let 'em sweat the candy paint |
Ain’t it right, ain’t it tight, ain’t it nice? |
Yes |
Niggas like, «Who painted that?» |
Candy apple green, lookin' mean anywhere |
Tweety seat with the digital dash |
And a swat just right in the ass |
They wanna know what I got in here |
I got shit when it hit, betta run 'em up outta here |
They ain’t never heard nothin' like that |
And I ain’t even turned the bass up yet |
I love aggressive music |
I smoke, I listen to it |
I drank so much, sometimes I think I need to quit but I can’t do it |
Sittin' high, still ridin' them big whips |
Still fly, still grindin', getting big checks |
Still thuggin', still leanin' to the back |
You can bet that, you can bet that |
I ride, I shine, nigga you can bet that |
I smoke, I drank, boy you can bet that |
22's, 24's all we roll, I’m a dunk rider fosho! |