Da Man - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Da Man - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Big Tymers |
| Artist | Trick Daddy |
| Album | Hood Rich |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Thomas, Williams, Young | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won't let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki's make | |
| G's that's all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowA hit of crack frock could get ya ****ed up | |
| A ki of coke could get you rich but too much of this shit | |
| Can get you stuck up that's why it's best to deal with | |
| A nigga, that you know and chill with | |
| Case he flip the script, you know where he live at | |
| Plus, the game done came a long way, yeah | |
| We done lost a lot of niggas that was speedin' down the wrong way | |
| See these days these niggas, squeeze trig gas quicker than yo' boys' | |
| Cause they got guns bigger than yours plus, ain't not more coppin' out | |
| You either ridin' or tellin' if you ride then you ride forever | |
| Born the son of a straight killa, raised by a strong woman | |
| I'll ride for my homies, so, can a nigga get a bond | |
| Or do another nigga have to come along and raise my daughter an' son | |
| Your Honor, answer this question and be honest"If you lock me up for the summer will you support my momma?" | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won't let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki's make | |
| G's that's all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAy, ay, move on over, | |
| I sit and took over 2 clips, the | |
| AK holderBrick taped to my bitch, strapped on her shoulder | |
| Raw grams in the trunk of a jag | |
| Hard ounces stashed in my | |
| Cadillac dash | |
| It's drought season daddy, we huntin' for riches | |
| We fly like birds go divin' for fishes | |
| A known deep boy, the no.1 | |
| StunnaGot a hundred brick stash in the back of the | |
| HummerBut on my block, a old tymer got shot | |
| I didn't wanna do it but he was holdin' my spot | |
| I'm shittin' on niggas, grandma got grams | |
| She gave me a revolver, automatics get jammed | |
| I'm 'Hood | |
| Rich' nigga one feet in the sand | |
| I'm one of a few niggas that beat the man | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won't let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki's make | |
| G's that's all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowSee, check it out, the dope game is a mother****er, young man | |
| I bet you yo lil' ass ain't even got a gun man | |
| You in the game now you know what you done, done man | |
| Yeah, bruh but | |
| I gotta feed my son man | |
| A cutlass supreme, still a young nigga's dream | |
| A solid lil' bitch with a whole lot of cream | |
| Well, lil' one look here, who you scorin' from? | |
| Look, this some shit that'll leave a nigga body numb | |
| Take that, the comeback is incredible | |
| Get caught, then nigga it's federal | |
| By the way, don't say no mother****in' names | |
| You listenin' to me, don't play no mother ****in' games | |
| You know the rules of this shit | |
| **** around and be one dead bitch | |
| It's money and the power, every second, every hour | |
| From score to the floor, bakin' soda to the flour | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won't let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki's make | |
| G's that's all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won't let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki's make | |
| G's that's all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won't let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man |
| zuo ci : Thomas, Williams, Young | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowA hit of crack frock could get ya ed up | |
| A ki of coke could get you rich but too much of this shit | |
| Can get you stuck up that' s why it' s best to deal with | |
| A nigga, that you know and chill with | |
| Case he flip the script, you know where he live at | |
| Plus, the game done came a long way, yeah | |
| We done lost a lot of niggas that was speedin' down the wrong way | |
| See these days these niggas, squeeze trig gas quicker than yo' boys' | |
| Cause they got guns bigger than yours plus, ain' t not more coppin' out | |
| You either ridin' or tellin' if you ride then you ride forever | |
| Born the son of a straight killa, raised by a strong woman | |
| I' ll ride for my homies, so, can a nigga get a bond | |
| Or do another nigga have to come along and raise my daughter an' son | |
| Your Honor, answer this question and be honest" If you lock me up for the summer will you support my momma?" | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAy, ay, move on over, | |
| I sit and took over 2 clips, the | |
| AK holderBrick taped to my bitch, strapped on her shoulder | |
| Raw grams in the trunk of a jag | |
| Hard ounces stashed in my | |
| Cadillac dash | |
| It' s drought season daddy, we huntin' for riches | |
| We fly like birds go divin' for fishes | |
| A known deep boy, the no. 1 | |
| StunnaGot a hundred brick stash in the back of the | |
| HummerBut on my block, a old tymer got shot | |
| I didn' t wanna do it but he was holdin' my spot | |
| I' m shittin' on niggas, grandma got grams | |
| She gave me a revolver, automatics get jammed | |
| I' m ' Hood | |
| Rich' nigga one feet in the sand | |
| I' m one of a few niggas that beat the man | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowSee, check it out, the dope game is a mother er, young man | |
| I bet you yo lil' ass ain' t even got a gun man | |
| You in the game now you know what you done, done man | |
| Yeah, bruh but | |
| I gotta feed my son man | |
| A cutlass supreme, still a young nigga' s dream | |
| A solid lil' bitch with a whole lot of cream | |
| Well, lil' one look here, who you scorin' from? | |
| Look, this some shit that' ll leave a nigga body numb | |
| Take that, the comeback is incredible | |
| Get caught, then nigga it' s federal | |
| By the way, don' t say no mother in' names | |
| You listenin' to me, don' t play no mother in' games | |
| You know the rules of this shit | |
| around and be one dead bitch | |
| It' s money and the power, every second, every hour | |
| From score to the floor, bakin' soda to the flour | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man |
| zuò cí : Thomas, Williams, Young | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowA hit of crack frock could get ya ed up | |
| A ki of coke could get you rich but too much of this shit | |
| Can get you stuck up that' s why it' s best to deal with | |
| A nigga, that you know and chill with | |
| Case he flip the script, you know where he live at | |
| Plus, the game done came a long way, yeah | |
| We done lost a lot of niggas that was speedin' down the wrong way | |
| See these days these niggas, squeeze trig gas quicker than yo' boys' | |
| Cause they got guns bigger than yours plus, ain' t not more coppin' out | |
| You either ridin' or tellin' if you ride then you ride forever | |
| Born the son of a straight killa, raised by a strong woman | |
| I' ll ride for my homies, so, can a nigga get a bond | |
| Or do another nigga have to come along and raise my daughter an' son | |
| Your Honor, answer this question and be honest" If you lock me up for the summer will you support my momma?" | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAy, ay, move on over, | |
| I sit and took over 2 clips, the | |
| AK holderBrick taped to my bitch, strapped on her shoulder | |
| Raw grams in the trunk of a jag | |
| Hard ounces stashed in my | |
| Cadillac dash | |
| It' s drought season daddy, we huntin' for riches | |
| We fly like birds go divin' for fishes | |
| A known deep boy, the no. 1 | |
| StunnaGot a hundred brick stash in the back of the | |
| HummerBut on my block, a old tymer got shot | |
| I didn' t wanna do it but he was holdin' my spot | |
| I' m shittin' on niggas, grandma got grams | |
| She gave me a revolver, automatics get jammed | |
| I' m ' Hood | |
| Rich' nigga one feet in the sand | |
| I' m one of a few niggas that beat the man | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowSee, check it out, the dope game is a mother er, young man | |
| I bet you yo lil' ass ain' t even got a gun man | |
| You in the game now you know what you done, done man | |
| Yeah, bruh but | |
| I gotta feed my son man | |
| A cutlass supreme, still a young nigga' s dream | |
| A solid lil' bitch with a whole lot of cream | |
| Well, lil' one look here, who you scorin' from? | |
| Look, this some shit that' ll leave a nigga body numb | |
| Take that, the comeback is incredible | |
| Get caught, then nigga it' s federal | |
| By the way, don' t say no mother in' names | |
| You listenin' to me, don' t play no mother in' games | |
| You know the rules of this shit | |
| around and be one dead bitch | |
| It' s money and the power, every second, every hour | |
| From score to the floor, bakin' soda to the flour | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But quarter ki' s make | |
| G' s that' s all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I know, all | |
| I knowAll | |
| I ever wanted to do was be da man | |
| Get out the ghetto and feed my whole fam | |
| But the dirty streets in the city won' t let me go | |
| Let me go, let me go | |
| All I ever wanted to do was be da man |
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