Kane, Abel, Master P, Fiend - Tryin' 2 Have Sumthin' lyrics

Check this out twin, wanna hit me on a beeper
When ya'll ready for that nigga, I got

Huh nigga what?
(You be coughing this shit up)
I'm just a nigga in the dope game
Tryin' to move cocaine herion and Weed
And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs

Tell me huh nigga what?
I'm just a nigga in the dope game
Tryin' to move cocaine herion and weed
And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs

Who was the first of the brothers
Who said no bottle, because a
They crossed a bird
Had to get his hustle on with rocks and herbs
From the curb, I observe making tunes
I would be getting Benz and Jewels
You niggas give me room
Before I bring a lots of doom
I be soon to wearing time
17 and getting heavy
Seven fingers like off to find the relly
Oh my felly, my belly full of fast food
Cuz I know that cash rules my life
To like as twice as the nights
I'm living, Try my life
Fully rusted, Is a chance to get a cop busted
But I stick em' and break it off
So the rest won't test me
Luckily, Never sticking my business
Til' these hoes
And I give my friends living tears
Like my department store, C'mon (Uhhhhhh)

Tell me huh nigga what?
I'm just a nigga in the dope game
Tryin' to move cocaine herion and weed
And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs

Picture me and Fiend chopping up a half a key
Twenty-Bitches you asked for them
2-52 for me
I'm bout to get into thuggin', muggin'
Yeah this OP chuggin'
You can find me in the hood
Tryin' to slang something
I serve a million Fiends
For million dollar dreams
BBS stretch Lex, Bitch I'm bout my cream
Thunder Weed and Sex
More crack than cracker jack
Silkk, 100 dollar, Tens
Please tell my friend he be right back
They say we hold it down
Like we paralized from the neck down
Slang from sun down to sun down
Smoking A Pound

Tell me huh nigga what?
I'm just a nigga in the dope game
Tryin' to move cocaine herion and weed
And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs

(MP- Uhhh Nigga this a muthafuckin' 211
Don't make it into a 1-80-7 you heard)

This a kidnapp, Don't make it a killing
Put a game til' the game's over
Soldier, Ready and willing
I be letting dissing
To get paid with a gyps of AK's
If you looking for revenge
Better dig two graves
Playa, time to drop some
Game with the ballers
20 A grams, OZ's, To A balls to quaves
My hustle never stop, uh block to Block
Like a nigga sittin' on three keys
Till a rock to rock C'mon

Tell me huh nigga what?
I'm just a nigga in the dope game
Tryin' to move cocaine herion and weed
And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs

Kane and Abel, Fiend, Master P
It ain't no limit nigga
Clean your dirty money out to good money
You heard, Tryin' to have a thang
From the motherfucking streets to the world
Real niggas take heat, Bout
It, Bout it, Rowdy, rowdy uhhhhhh