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Trilogy of Error Lyrics

People underestimate the Real Live
Life I fail, jake is on my tail

[VERSE 1]
Watch yo' f***** x** clique get dropped
n***** wanna take what I got, they c**tivatin a plot
I got to let n***** know where I'm comin from, Duke
I ain't a fluke, I go that extra mile for the loot
My ill disposition, my demeanour gets meaner
When it rains cocaine, it gets greener
Hook it up, cook it up, a half a ki, I ain't a rookie
Let's turn that white x**xx to a m************ cookie
We wanna be around for the breakdown, watch the shakedown
Undercover clowns violate the town
They wanna see our money grow
And we can all make it happen if we keep a steady flow
But n***** gots to be n*****, you know
When money piles up, sheisty n***** get robbed up
I fronted sonny some work
A couple of weeks went by, then I noticed I was cold jerked
We used to do that x**x too
But don't ever in your life x**x your own x**xxxx crew
Cos that's some low down s***
And when I catch up with you, p****, yo' x** is hit

[CHORUS]
When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease
I started with an ounce, now I'm workin with ki's
n***** love to snitch, the jakes say, "Freeze!"
With friends like these, I don't need enemies
When the players get the cream, it spreads like a disease
I started with an ounce, now I'm workin with ki's
n***** love to snitch, the jakes say, "Freeze!"
With friends like these, we don't need enemies
[VERSE 2]
I bounced out of town quick just to make a fast lick
Sit back, recline on some Big Willie s***
The phone rings, it's my peoples on the other line
(d***, you're the hardest n**** to find)
What's up, son? What's goin on? (Ain't nothing)
The last time we conversed (Word up), you had them burners goin off
But now I hear you graduated
And you're a big n**** now, a big cat, well-appreciated
Well I got the work, you got the street
Let's collaborate and make ends meet
We can conquer the whole city
And do the same d*** thing like Capone and Nitty
When we finally struck a deal
This n**** started talkin crazy, now, this x**x don't seem real
He started talkin about how we ( ? ) his head stiff
I'm sittin there, f***** up, with a lip split
Now I'm lookin at the n***** he's with
Undercover thugs with wire taps and bugs
Now I'm goin up off for life
Another thoughtless x**xxxxxxxxx was livin trife
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[VERSE 3]
I had this short, thick red bone chick
Sippin Crystal every day, her style was slick
A dime piece, word is bond, just like one of the clique
A m************ Mona Lisa but black, not your common trick
She did just what I said
From flippin ki's to pickin up G's to givin me head
I used to kick back, relax like The Mack
Now bet shorty's puttin G's in a game of blackjack
I feel as though I'm the man
Cos I'm about to get some p****, plus I won 45 grand
Now we out to the motel suite, copped a oz.
Now she 'bout to x**x a n**** to sleep
We puffin lye, so I make sure the door is locked
Then out from the closet, s***, n***** with they guns c***ed
The first thing I thought - "n****, where's your gat?"
Cos all they gonna do is kill me anyway, black
I ducked like a pro, stayef low, bullets grazed my 'fro
Before you know I was bustin holes to the dome
I never thought she'd make me use my trigger
You wanna know the rest, yo, check the sequel, n****

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The Turnaround: A Long Awaited Drama (1996)
Intro Pop the Trunk The Gimmicks They Got Me Ain't No Love Iceberg Slick Larry-O Meets Iceberg Slick All I Ask of You (Commin' Thru) The Turnaround Trilogy of Error Real Live Sh*t Day You Die Crime Is Money Money & Shows Real Live Sh*t (remix) (feat. Ghostface Killah, Cappadonna, Lord Tarik & Killa Sin)