Mr. Trice Lyrics - Obie Trice

[Hook] 

Yea 

This is the Coon 

I'm with my man Mr. Trice 

Def entertainment bout to take over this shit 

Is yall mutha fuckers ready 

Once again, is yall mutha fuckers ready. yea. yea 

[Verse One] 

Mr. Trice, One in a Mil. Fuck it I'm one in a bill. 

fuck it I'm one in a zill yo 

This specimen is rare 

A big lip nigga with an ice-cold stare 

I cripple infinitely yall dare 

any nigga with steel balls to try to front over here 

You get done over here 

Leaving niggas touch more than a LD off a blunt over here 

Cake niggas be the beat eating 

And since I got a sweet tooth I digest weaklings 

Mr. Trice been caged for a minute 

I hit the stage for a minute mutha fuckers turn timid 

It's the T-R-I-C-E can you feel that shit 

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[Hook] 

Is you mutha fuckers ready 

Can you feel it? 

Can you feel that shit? 

Napp entertainment in the house 

We representing for the 99. . the new millennium 

All that shit 

Mutha fucker 

How you love dat . playboy 

How you love dat 

How you love dat shit 

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[Verse Two] 

Mr. Trice Bodacious with flow 

And barbaric in the way I let you niggas know 

If blunt too much I still get frank 

And if frank scantlis 

Wait and see what bold think 

We act off instinct nuttin more 

Same goes for my dick with a dusty hor 

I represent gore 

Same reason all that red shits on the fuckin floor 

nigga what you hear for? 

You don't want to see me when I'm angry 

Too many of yall cats take Mr. Trice too plainly 

A Plague disease infested 

And I spread it all across your lyrical testaments. Peasants 

[Hook] 

You peasant niggas ain't ready 

Mutha fucker yall peasant mutha fuckers ain't ready 

This was another Moss Production 

We live at Napp Entertainment for the new Millennium 

Blowin mutha fuckers out the water 

Representing from the Mo Town 

[Verse Three] 

Mr. Trice on this rap shit I got it made 

Its nuttin for me to find a spot in rap page 

Disperse rep with body parts across stage 

The big question is 'Obie what's your age?' 

Just cause I'm a young nigga 

Don't mean you can't get hung nigga 

Or stung by a gun trigger 

I be amongst viscous figures 

Who hear nuttin 

Just foot steps when you runnin 

Mr. Trice's stunning actious staff 

They got out of line I had to axe their ass 

Exlax their ass 

Italy shitted on it selves when 

Mr. Trice brought the fuckin wrath 

[Hook] 

Hey yo he just brought the mutha fuckin wrath 

Napp Entertainment putting their foot up in nigga's ass 

You niggas ain't ready for that hot shit 

We be droppin for the millennium 

MOSS 

Napp Entertainment 

Mr. Trice 

Executive Producer. Mr. Wilson 

Mutha Fucker this was the Coon 

Opposite of other niggas 

I don't give a fuck