Lyrics: All I Need
Album: Thug Holiday
Artist: Trick Daddy
 

[Trick Daddy Talking]
People gots to have it, MONEY! Haha
Gangsta, just like that (just like that). Haha
My recipe for murda (murda):
~Couple pounds of brown (pounds of brow)
~Couple DPs (couple DPs)
~Four, five of them big things they call Choppers (echo).

[Verse One: Infa-Red]
See I was raised in the slums
Where nigga tote guns

[Corus: Infa-Red]
See, all I need is big guns on the side of me.
‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.
Straight do or die bitches that’ll die for me.
How many niggas down to ride with me?

All I need is big guns on the side of me.
‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.
Straight do or die bitches that’ll die for me.
How many niggas down to ride with me?

[Verse Two: Trick Daddy]
The reenactment of my first murder (murder).
With no remorse and no feelings, hell cuz I didn’t even know this nigga.
The shit was deep, I couldn’t just let it go.
While I was shootin’ ‘bout my money, I was flootin’ ‘bout my dough, bitch.
I bust his ass like the last mother fucker
Went in with them sluggies came out them cutters, cut up
You should’ve seen the mother fucker jumpin’ dumpin’
Bullet after bullet, pumpin’ fully after fully
You mother fuckers want them bad choppers, I still got ‘em
That nigga begged for his life, but I still shot ‘em
I let them know bitch this is how I feel ‘bout ‘em
I asked him not but now his mama ‘bout to hear about him.
I’m from the area of the Goodfellas you know?
Niggas 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 ‘vert, that nigga was hurtin’ them
I take this shit back to 30’s and gold
See, that way before them Bama’s hamers and lows
That’s in the days when the Arabs was jumpin’
Every nigga was getting’ money
Every corner was pumpin’ and jumpin’
But now we in the new era
A new game, a different thang, and a whole bunch of new killas
Money, money, money. Everytime!
God damn it I said its murda!

[Corus: Infa-Red]
See, all I need is big guns on the side of me.
‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.
Straight do or die bitches that’ll die for me.
How many niggas down to ride with me?

All I need is big guns on the side of me.
‘Bout that half a brick a day and a pound a weed.
Straight do or die bitches that’ll die for me.
How many niggas down to ride with me?