Who Sang Fuckin' Around (intro)? Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy Thug Matrimony: Married to the Streets cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2004-10-26
length: 0:21
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Why'all *****s keep ****in around
****in' around, **** round get stuck in the ground
I ain't no busta see, why'all *****s better stop ****in wit me

[Young Jeezy]
I hit the clown in the dirt
Jump on the top wit a drop that ***** down in the dirt
The first ***** quick to get it first
Call the paramedics 'cause the police be stealing from the herse

I aim it at ya hat when I burst
If I don't get a grammy I'm headed at the rat *****s first
And I'm back full of perk strap on the curb
Slap that ***** on the third

***** done caught wit a slurr
Can't see **** but a blurr
Crank up that Chevey let her purr
We all from the curve

***** *****s runnin up nerve
I ain't gone let you die
And I (?) Tag a man
Said you runnin from the hood and I'm packistan

***** I'm a mutha ****in jacka man
And Understand when the mutha ****in crack is stayin

[Trick Daddy]
Why'all mutha ****ers better run 'cause we got bombs
Plus we got guns that take off arms
Got 4,4 that shoot the do' and got buck loads of that 84
And like John Doe, hit ya city start killing every ***** who ain't feelin' this rhyme

And ain't feelin' this vibe
To many *****s goose neckin my ride
But okay my A.K fully
Why'all *****s watch how you step to me

And why'all young *****s back the **** up
And don't make me act the **** up
'cause it al' be another war
I'll kill every mutha ****er that why'all know

That's yo' ma,pa, sister in law
Yo' daddy yo dog and yo hoe
Now I ain't claim to be a saint
And no got damn serial killer

I just want to know my ***** what made you disrespect a *****
What you thought I was a buster, sucker, a rapper, or actor
***** rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya but one day **** ***** I'm gone catch ya

[Chorus: x 2]

[Kase 1]
Been got my be 's got my cheese
**** ***** you don't play wit a G'
**** back aim and squeeze
Now ya *** on the ground wit the trees

My ol' boy didn't raise no snitch
My Ol' girl didn't raise no *****
You outta line I'll kill you *****
Not put that **** on my chick

Man I pull bout 26 *****es
Gotta perk **** 26 inches
On the concrete *****
Gotta lace on the concrete *****

At least when I rap a lot
Break down hoes in the trap a lot
**** ***** I got crypt for days
Slip n' Slide wit them bnoys from Dade

305 to the 404, G' **** we'll take ya hoe
Look dawg we'll take ya bricks
Then you gone cop some candy ****
**** ***** I hope it's worth it

Spray ya *** like a job from (?)
Came here to suck a **** ATL Dade county and Trick

[Chorus]

[T.I.]
Aye,aye why'all suck *** *****s keep playin wit me
**** around see me wit a A.K on the streets
Start bussin makin mutha ****ers lay in the streets
All 'cause of what a ***** say on the beat

Look, I'm a G' that's sayin the least
From trapin to sprayin the heat to wearin the key
Instead of all that attention you were payin to me
You should of been mindin ya business and keepin it pimpin

But I know most *****s ain't built like that
Just know old *****s get killed like that
You don't want to **** around wit Tip like that
Look Flip when the body bag zip that's that

*****s want to talk **** and **** duce
Wit this fully automatic Mack 10's start shootin
So you can run high and tell lies if you want to
But when I **** around and run up on you what you gone do

[Chorus]

Tracklist
CD 1
  • 1 Fuckin' Around (intro)
  • 2 Fuckin' Around
  • 3 Let's Go
  • 4 Gangsta Livin'
  • 5 These Are the Daze
  • 6 I Wanna Sang
  • 7 The Children's Song
  • 8 U Neva Know
  • 9 Sugar (Gimme Some)
  • 10 Skit
  • 11 Menage a Trois
  • 12 J.O.D.D.
  • 13 4 Eva
  • 14 I Cry
  • 15 Thugs About
  • 16 Ain't a Thug
  • 17 Down Wit Da South

  • Release information
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    script: Latin