Trilogy of Error Lyrics
| Song | Trilogy of Error |
| Artist | Real Live |
| Album | The Turnaround: A Long Awaited Drama |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hansford, K Def, Wright | |
| People underestimate the Real Live | |
| Life I fail, jake is on my tail | |
| [VERSE 1] | |
| Watch yo' faggot ass clique get dropped | |
| Niggas wanna take what I got, they cultivatin a plot | |
| I got to let niggas know where I'm comin from, Duke | |
| I ain't a fluke, I go that extra mile for the loot | |
| My ill disposition, my demeanour gets meaner | |
| When it rains cocaine, it gets greener | |
| Hook it up, cook it up, a half a ki, I ain't a rookie | |
| Let's turn that white bitch to a motherfucking cookie | |
| We wanna be around for the breakdown, watch the shakedown | |
| Undercover clowns violate the town | |
| They wanna see our money grow | |
| And we can all make it happen if we keep a steady flow | |
| But niggas gots to be niggas, you know | |
| When money piles up, sheisty niggas get robbed up | |
| I fronted sonny some work | |
| A couple of weeks went by, then I noticed I was cold jerked | |
| We used to do that shit too | |
| But don't ever in your life fuck your own fucking crew | |
| Cos that's some low down shit | |
| And when I catch up with you, pussy, yo' ass is hit | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease | |
| I started with an ounce, now I'm workin with ki's | |
| Niggas love to snitch, the jakes say, "Freeze!" | |
| With friends like these, I don't need enemies | |
| When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease | |
| I started with an ounce, now I'm workin with ki's | |
| Niggas love to snitch, the jakes say, "Freeze!" | |
| With friends like these, we don't need enemies | |
| [VERSE 2] | |
| I bounced out of town quick just to make a fast lick | |
| Sit back, recline on some Big Willie shit | |
| The phone rings, it's my peoples on the other line | |
| (Damn, you're the hardest nigga to find) | |
| What's up, son? What's goin on? (Ain't nothing) | |
| The last time we conversed (Word up), you had them burners goin off | |
| But now I hear you graduated | |
| And you're a big nigga now, a big cat, well-appreciated | |
| Well I got the work, you got the street | |
| Let's collaborate and make ends meet | |
| We can conquer the whole city | |
| And do the same damn thing like Capone and Nitty | |
| When we finally struck a deal | |
| This nigga started talkin crazy, now, this shit don't seem real | |
| He started talkin about how we ( ? ) his head stiff | |
| I'm sittin there, fucked up, with a lip split | |
| Now I'm lookin at the niggas he's with | |
| Undercover thugs with wire taps and bugs | |
| Now I'm goin up off for life | |
| Another thoughtless motherfucker was livin trife | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [VERSE 3] | |
| I had this short, thick red bone chick | |
| Sippin Crystal every day, her style was slick | |
| A dime piece, word is bond, just like one of the clique | |
| A motherfucking Mona Lisa but black, not your common trick | |
| She did just what I said | |
| From flippin ki's to pickin up G's to givin me head | |
| I used to kick back, relax like The Mack | |
| Now bet shorty's puttin G's in a game of blackjack | |
| I feel as though I'm the man | |
| Cos I'm about to get some pussy, plus I won 45 grand | |
| Now we out to the motel suite, copped a oz. | |
| Now she 'bout to fuck a nigga to sleep | |
| We puffin lye, so I make sure the door is locked | |
| Then out from the closet, shit, niggas with they guns cocked | |
| The first thing I thought - "Nigga, where's your gat?" | |
| Cos all they gonna do is kill me anyway, black | |
| I ducked like a pro, stayef low, bullets grazed my 'fro | |
| Before you know I was bustin holes to the dome | |
| I never thought she'd make me use my trigger | |
| You wanna know the rest, yo, check the sequel, nigga | |
| [CHORUS] |
| zuo qu : Hansford, K Def, Wright | |
| People underestimate the Real Live | |
| Life I fail, jake is on my tail | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Watch yo' faggot ass clique get dropped | |
| Niggas wanna take what I got, they cultivatin a plot | |
| I got to let niggas know where I' m comin from, Duke | |
| I ain' t a fluke, I go that extra mile for the loot | |
| My ill disposition, my demeanour gets meaner | |
| When it rains cocaine, it gets greener | |
| Hook it up, cook it up, a half a ki, I ain' t a rookie | |
| Let' s turn that white bitch to a motherfucking cookie | |
| We wanna be around for the breakdown, watch the shakedown | |
| Undercover clowns violate the town | |
| They wanna see our money grow | |
| And we can all make it happen if we keep a steady flow | |
| But niggas gots to be niggas, you know | |
| When money piles up, sheisty niggas get robbed up | |
| I fronted sonny some work | |
| A couple of weeks went by, then I noticed I was cold jerked | |
| We used to do that shit too | |
| But don' t ever in your life fuck your own fucking crew | |
| Cos that' s some low down shit | |
| And when I catch up with you, pussy, yo' ass is hit | |
| CHORUS | |
| When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease | |
| I started with an ounce, now I' m workin with ki' s | |
| Niggas love to snitch, the jakes say, " Freeze!" | |
| With friends like these, I don' t need enemies | |
| When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease | |
| I started with an ounce, now I' m workin with ki' s | |
| Niggas love to snitch, the jakes say, " Freeze!" | |
| With friends like these, we don' t need enemies | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| I bounced out of town quick just to make a fast lick | |
| Sit back, recline on some Big Willie shit | |
| The phone rings, it' s my peoples on the other line | |
| Damn, you' re the hardest nigga to find | |
| What' s up, son? What' s goin on? Ain' t nothing | |
| The last time we conversed Word up, you had them burners goin off | |
| But now I hear you graduated | |
| And you' re a big nigga now, a big cat, wellappreciated | |
| Well I got the work, you got the street | |
| Let' s collaborate and make ends meet | |
| We can conquer the whole city | |
| And do the same damn thing like Capone and Nitty | |
| When we finally struck a deal | |
| This nigga started talkin crazy, now, this shit don' t seem real | |
| He started talkin about how we nbsp? his head stiff | |
| I' m sittin there, fucked up, with a lip split | |
| Now I' m lookin at the niggas he' s with | |
| Undercover thugs with wire taps and bugs | |
| Now I' m goin up off for life | |
| Another thoughtless motherfucker was livin trife | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| I had this short, thick red bone chick | |
| Sippin Crystal every day, her style was slick | |
| A dime piece, word is bond, just like one of the clique | |
| A motherfucking Mona Lisa but black, not your common trick | |
| She did just what I said | |
| From flippin ki' s to pickin up G' s to givin me head | |
| I used to kick back, relax like The Mack | |
| Now bet shorty' s puttin G' s in a game of blackjack | |
| I feel as though I' m the man | |
| Cos I' m about to get some pussy, plus I won 45 grand | |
| Now we out to the motel suite, copped a oz. | |
| Now she ' bout to fuck a nigga to sleep | |
| We puffin lye, so I make sure the door is locked | |
| Then out from the closet, shit, niggas with they guns cocked | |
| The first thing I thought " Nigga, where' s your gat?" | |
| Cos all they gonna do is kill me anyway, black | |
| I ducked like a pro, stayef low, bullets grazed my ' fro | |
| Before you know I was bustin holes to the dome | |
| I never thought she' d make me use my trigger | |
| You wanna know the rest, yo, check the sequel, nigga | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò qǔ : Hansford, K Def, Wright | |
| People underestimate the Real Live | |
| Life I fail, jake is on my tail | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Watch yo' faggot ass clique get dropped | |
| Niggas wanna take what I got, they cultivatin a plot | |
| I got to let niggas know where I' m comin from, Duke | |
| I ain' t a fluke, I go that extra mile for the loot | |
| My ill disposition, my demeanour gets meaner | |
| When it rains cocaine, it gets greener | |
| Hook it up, cook it up, a half a ki, I ain' t a rookie | |
| Let' s turn that white bitch to a motherfucking cookie | |
| We wanna be around for the breakdown, watch the shakedown | |
| Undercover clowns violate the town | |
| They wanna see our money grow | |
| And we can all make it happen if we keep a steady flow | |
| But niggas gots to be niggas, you know | |
| When money piles up, sheisty niggas get robbed up | |
| I fronted sonny some work | |
| A couple of weeks went by, then I noticed I was cold jerked | |
| We used to do that shit too | |
| But don' t ever in your life fuck your own fucking crew | |
| Cos that' s some low down shit | |
| And when I catch up with you, pussy, yo' ass is hit | |
| CHORUS | |
| When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease | |
| I started with an ounce, now I' m workin with ki' s | |
| Niggas love to snitch, the jakes say, " Freeze!" | |
| With friends like these, I don' t need enemies | |
| When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease | |
| I started with an ounce, now I' m workin with ki' s | |
| Niggas love to snitch, the jakes say, " Freeze!" | |
| With friends like these, we don' t need enemies | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| I bounced out of town quick just to make a fast lick | |
| Sit back, recline on some Big Willie shit | |
| The phone rings, it' s my peoples on the other line | |
| Damn, you' re the hardest nigga to find | |
| What' s up, son? What' s goin on? Ain' t nothing | |
| The last time we conversed Word up, you had them burners goin off | |
| But now I hear you graduated | |
| And you' re a big nigga now, a big cat, wellappreciated | |
| Well I got the work, you got the street | |
| Let' s collaborate and make ends meet | |
| We can conquer the whole city | |
| And do the same damn thing like Capone and Nitty | |
| When we finally struck a deal | |
| This nigga started talkin crazy, now, this shit don' t seem real | |
| He started talkin about how we nbsp? his head stiff | |
| I' m sittin there, fucked up, with a lip split | |
| Now I' m lookin at the niggas he' s with | |
| Undercover thugs with wire taps and bugs | |
| Now I' m goin up off for life | |
| Another thoughtless motherfucker was livin trife | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| I had this short, thick red bone chick | |
| Sippin Crystal every day, her style was slick | |
| A dime piece, word is bond, just like one of the clique | |
| A motherfucking Mona Lisa but black, not your common trick | |
| She did just what I said | |
| From flippin ki' s to pickin up G' s to givin me head | |
| I used to kick back, relax like The Mack | |
| Now bet shorty' s puttin G' s in a game of blackjack | |
| I feel as though I' m the man | |
| Cos I' m about to get some pussy, plus I won 45 grand | |
| Now we out to the motel suite, copped a oz. | |
| Now she ' bout to fuck a nigga to sleep | |
| We puffin lye, so I make sure the door is locked | |
| Then out from the closet, shit, niggas with they guns cocked | |
| The first thing I thought " Nigga, where' s your gat?" | |
| Cos all they gonna do is kill me anyway, black | |
| I ducked like a pro, stayef low, bullets grazed my ' fro | |
| Before you know I was bustin holes to the dome | |
| I never thought she' d make me use my trigger | |
| You wanna know the rest, yo, check the sequel, nigga | |
| CHORUS |
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