Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Survivin' the Drought, artist - Trick Daddy. Date of issue: 19.03.2001
Song language: English
Survivin' the Drought |
| Last year was a good year ask the click |
| But this year was scared down to our last half of brick |
| Trying to survive in the drought wher it aint no blow |
| It aint no piece yo it aint no dough |
| Yo 95 south sun roof moon light |
| popos tight down before the turnpike |
| the last lick went sour feds jammed the blow |
| But like a weather man its a light chance of snow |
| Lay low at the bottom at th tell |
| Wait patient for my haitian to hit me on the cell |
| Cause my haitian cartell they always work |
| They even got shit when the cubans were hurt |
| Nigga hit back he aint got no dope |
| He said the coast gaurd just knocked off the boat |
| He said the feds in Texas they out of control |
| Knocking off major bricks with the boarder patrol |
| A nigga couldnt rap long cause the phones they be wired up |
| I be god damned the whole east coast is dried up |
| A nigga went from raw dope to cheap base |
| Ridind round with the block fed in the breif case |
| Surviving in the drought where it aint no blow |
| It aint no piece yo it aint no dough |
| It aint no bricks no chips no food |
| So tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do |
| Verse:2(Duece) |
| (Conversation) |
| In the drought I look the dope fiend right in the grill |
| Slang him a asprin or a vitamin pill |
| In the drought niggas panic when that money stop |
| Start slinging wamis and them dummy blocks |
| Hit the projects twurking in that 87 fleet drop |
| Set up shop with a 9 pack of sheet rock |
| Watcha a nigga get got |
| Now he wanna hit pop |
| He wanna brain wrestle he dont know I got my shit cockd |
| Cause in the drought you get stuck like a thumb tak |
| Dixie man got a 20 pack worth of come back |
| A player fucked up till that drought go down |
| A nigga got to spread his hustle when the drought come round |
| Im stuck a player fucked up now im finna come back up |
| Its back on with then pack playboy the blow flooded |
| The base heads happy and my workers show love it |
| M y dog hit the lick about two hundred birds |