C-Mob, Trapp Money - Bag Of Tricks lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Got a bag of tricks yeah
Aye yeah
Trapp Money break bread

Aye got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
Crazy risk game got me all this extra shit
Watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
I keep solid hate shake dawg
And on the pool table still playing 8 ball

Aye fresh up out the shower
Put the powder on my body then I
Put the powder on the fucking scale
Damn nigga let me bag it up
Nose wide open fam
Ready to snort it up (snort it up)
I used to keep a bean or two
Chase it with the vodka fam
Ready to do a thing or two (thing or two)
Hit the block get this real


Uncle Sam tax free under the radar
Trapp Money
Uncle Sam wanna know how I cop the crib

Now these dudes wanna know how I'm
Fucking all these bad bitches trapp Money
Snitches

Aye got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
Crazy risk game got me all this extra shit
Watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
I keep solid hate shake dawg
And on the pool table still playing 8 ball

Gotta bag of plenty tricks
Pull it out and then watch how my money flips
Everybody wanna know how I'm pulling the
Baddest of all the hun'ned dips
No funny shit all about my business
Won a ton of grip
Waking up at 6 am by the time
It's 10 I've hit like 20 licks
I come and get hundreds quick
Too much for a money clip
You don't need to ask my name when it
Comes to games bitch you are unequipped
My gun it sit's on the side of my hip if you
Think you got a bright idea
Try to run up on me after dark then dead
In the middle of the night I leave ya
Paper chase making my money and focusing on
Those who chase the base

Like I said in the very beginning
"gotta bag of plenty tricks"
So holler at C-Mob next time you want a fix

Aye got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
Crazy risk game got me all this extra shit
Watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
I keep solid hate shake dawg
And on the pool table still playing 8 ball

Barely getting dough until I
Got that phone-call
Got a hold to some killer caught the QP
Show me love on the digit's told me "do me"
Now I'm at the crib, breaking down
Stacking up counting up my profit while
A nigga strapping up
Bought to hit the block talking
Bi'ness on the phone
Jumping in the ride screaming
"get your hustle on"
A gram for the nick, dimes going 25
Quality terrific so a nigga doing right
Late night trips risky but it's all worth it
Send the slugs to cowards if I
Feel they ass deserve it

Aye got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
Crazy risk game got me all this extra shit
Watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
I keep solid hate shake dawg
And on the pool table still playing 8 ball

Right
Really reaching in the back knowing it's
Packed full of trap money
Because they got it like that
You only hit it cause you mad
And you the type of nigga to only
Wanna see a man do bad
In a mall probably pass
Re trading our magnets for Jack's
Or whatever she ask
We supply but we still out demanding for cash
Never let a nigga get a path
If a singer trynna get over me
I'mma kick him in his ass
Cause, I'm sick of what motherfuckers be
Thinking when they doing the
Stupid shit that'll ruin any kind
Of relationship over cash
Not once did you ask
Are these means for titans to clash?
If it is then I'll mash you to ashes
Dust-to-dust eternity grab humans to bust
Or had enough of yo shit
Money talk so yo money got a lisp
When I talk fam I speak so crisp
Fucking with you is not on my wishlist
Traveling a road to riches
Tell me if you can picture like
Pac how to get this
To get it you gotta be relentless
Incredibly motivated with vengeance
Let's get it

Aye got a bag full of tricks (tricks)
Crazy risk game got me all this extra shit
Watchu tell em though? (whatchu tell em?)
I keep solid hate shake dawg
And on the pool table still playing 8 ball