Trick Daddy, Infa Red (Unda Presha) - All I Need lyrics

People gots to have money haha (gangsta)
Just like that (Just like that)
Haha, my recipe for murda (murda)
Couple pounds of brown (Pounds of brown)
Couple DT's (Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big
Things they call choppas

See I was raised in the slums
But niggas tote guns distribute and run
Watch out on the one and one servin' the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but
They scared to come
Leavin' they family in danger just
To play in the sun
Nigga, we did what you done
And what you talkin' about
Like droppin' drugs up out of town
And keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that
'cause it's over and out
That's how it is when you
Exposed in the south see

All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay
And a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay
And a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)

The reenactment of my first murda
With no remorse and no feelings
Hell, cuz I ain't even know this nigga
The shit was deep I couldn't just let it go
While I was shootin' bout my money
Fruitin' bout my dough, bitch
I bust his ass like the last muthafucka
Went in with them stunnas, came
Out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the
Muthafucka jumpin' thumpin'
Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad choppas
I still got em
That nigga begged for his life
But I still shot him i let him know bitch
This is how I feel bout ya
I asked him out but now his
Momma bout to hear about him
I'm from the era of the goodfellas, you know
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo Dilly
I growed up on the turf
Watchin' Murph and them
Murph dropped the top on the bird
That nigga was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and vogue
Let's see that's way before them
Bama-ass hammers and loaves
That's in the days when the ave was jumpin'
Ev'ry nigga was gettin' money
Every corner was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a different thang and
A whole buncha new killas
Money, money, money
E'ery time, goddammit I'll say it e'ery time
Betta call us murderers

All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay
And a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay
And a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)

The boy think he gettin' payed, jumpin' out
Squeezin' AK's, on the ground they lay
That's how we do this shit in Dade
Killer bee's
Snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
Them killed my dogg, hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit
Got SK's with extra clips
Holla "killer head"
And make them bitches flip the script
Cut it back to light, fake the left
Rip the right them feel my eyes
These bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side
Raise it up squeeze that thang went "bang
Bang" till their muh'fuckin' brains hang
I live for this
So damn right I kill for this
And when I get that feelin'
Ain't gon' be no hit or miss

All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay
And a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay
And a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)