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Cyhi The Prynce

Genres: Hip-Hop

Trick Me Lyrics - Cyhi The Prynce

I can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

I can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

I don't wanna sell you nothin', pussy nigga talk is cheap 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Boy you might be a cop, you can't cop shit up off of me 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

 

Ok I made 750 off a P 

On the phone with Mr. Krabs so I'm busy talking cheese 

I don't fuck with white I'm eating strictly off the weed 

Cause I know these folks tryna strip me off the streets 

So I, tighten up, had to switch my license, bruh 

And I know the drought coming so I switch my prices up 

I don't waste time so I lit my Breitling up 

Why you niggas mad, Sammy Sosa, lighten up 

And that skinny bitch you with, I can tell she tryna' cut 

If I put a baby in her, bet them hips'll widen up 

You lame ass niggas can't get no 3-5 from us 

Three point one four, cause you niggas pie as fuck, aye 

 

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I can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

I can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

I don't wanna sell you nothin', pussy nigga talk is cheap 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Boy you might be a cop, you can't cop shit up off of me 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

 

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A nigga shot me in the ankle and I ain't kill 'em, ya lucky 

Pulled a pistol on me and took my wallet, fuck it 

Southside nigga money long as Godby Road 

Duffle Bag video was shot in front of Stop-N-Go 

Dropped some racks at Avianne and I wore it out the store 

Remember Aamaco and Optimo and riding candy coat 

See these niggas try to play me off the streets, I can feel it 

Hundred thousand for a show so every ten shows that's a milli 

Hey, dripping from the ceiling fuck it, look at nigga feeling 

Told you last time this a V12, not a Hemi 

Tity get it, I'mma get it, Tity get it, I'mma get it 

Did ya listen? I just did it, I'm exquisite bitch 

 

I can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

I can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

I don't wanna sell you nothin', pussy nigga talk is cheap 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Boy you might be a cop, you can't cop shit up off of me 

Can't let you niggas trick me off the streets 

Street, aye 

Street, aye 

Street, aye... 

 

And many false prophets shall rise 

And shall deceive many 

Matthew 24:11 

 

CyHi, yeah, huh 

I'm ten toes down shoes glued to the pavement 

Married to the streets, I know the rules of engagement 

Moved with the tool and I knew they were hating 

Niggas mad I rose out the blue like I'm Jalen 

I can easily hit my goon with the payment 

Let him do the job, this how I'm used to behaving 

They'll probably snitch and say they knew the assailant 

They'll trade a cigarette and a Mountain Dew for a statement 

And I can't do the state pen for none of ya'll haters 

I ain't in the convo if it don't involve paper, hard labor, huh 

Eat with the pall takers, habitual law breakers 

Quick with the card capers, we dipped when the cops chased us 

Pitchin' the soft got niggas rich as a ball player, medicinal all flavors 

To cover up the smell we shipped it in wall paper, uh 

Rip it open with a sharp razor, yeah 

My OG turned his young Jedi to Darth Vader 

A pound is an acre, they taught us to talk safer 

And all my niggas strapped, get smoked like a Gar- 

Vega 

While you chilling with your bitch that pull up in broad day her 

So do me a small favor, listen to me wisely 

When you're out here hustling, make sure you do it quietly 

Let your 1911 .45 be your side piece 

There's a thousand ways to die, so we ride with variety 

And stay away from blow, unless they ask you for sobriety 

That white girl will always catch up to you like the Cosby's 

Cause they look at 'caine as a menace to society 

So Craig, don't let Smokey get you smoked on a Friday 

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