Tryin' 2 Have Sumthin' Lyrics - Fiend

featuring Fiend Master P 

[ Master P] 

Check this out twin wanna hit me on a beeper 

when ya'll ready for that nigga I got. 

Huh nigga what? (You be coughing this shit up) 

I'm just a nigga in the dope game 

Tryin' to move cocaine 

Herion and Weed 

And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs 

(Chorus) 

Tell... Me 

Huh nigga what? 

I'm just a nigga in the dope game 

Tryin' to move cocaine 

Herion and weed 

And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs 

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[Fiend] 

Who was the first of the brothers 

who said no bottle, because a 

They crossed a bird 

Had to get his hustle on with rocks and herbs 

From the curb, I observe 

Making tunes, I would be getting Benz and Jewels 

You niggas give me room 

Before I bring a lots of doom 

I be soon to wearing time 

17 and getting heavy 

Seven fingers like off to find the relly 

Oh my felly, my belly 

Full of fast food 

Cuz I know that cash rules my life 

To like as twice as the nights 

I'm living, Try my life 

Fully rusted, Is a chance to get a cop busted 

But I stick em' and break it off 

So the rest won't test me 

Luckily, Never sticking my business 

Til' these hoes, And I give my friends living tears 

Like my department store, C'mon 

(Uhhhhhh) 

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(Chorus- 2x) 

[ Kane and Abel ] 

Picture me and Fiend chopping up a half a key 

Twenty-Bitches you asked for them, 2-52 for me 

I'm bout to get into thuggin', muggin' 

Yeah this O.P. chuggin' 

You can find me in the hood 

Tryin' to slang something 

I serve a million Fiends 

For million dollar dreams 

B.B.S. stretch Lex, Bitch I'm bout my cream 

Thunder Weed and Sex 

More crack than cracker jack 

Silkk, 100-dollar, Tens 

Please tell my friend he be right back 

They say we hold it down 

Like we paralized from the neck down 

Slang from sun down to sun down 

Smoking A Pound 

(Chorus-2x) 

(M.P.- Uhhh Nigga this a muthafuckin' 211 

don't make it into a 1-80-7 you heard) 

[ Kane and Abel ] 

This a kidnapp, Don't make it a killing 

Put a game til' the game's over 

Soldier, Ready and willing, I be letting dissing 

To get paid with a gyps of AK's 

If you looking for revenge, Better dig two graves 

Playa, time to drop some game with the ballers 

20 A grams, OZ's, To A balls to quaves 

My hustle never stop, uh 

Block to Block, Like a nigga sittin' on three keys 

Till a rock to rock C'mon 

(Chorus-4x) 

[ Master P ] 

Kane and Abel, Fiend, Master P 

It ain't no limit nigga 

Clean your dirty money out to good money 

You heard, Tryin' to have a thang 

From the motherfucking streets to the world 

Real niggas take heat, Bout it, Bout it, Rowdy, Rowdy 

Uhhhhhh