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All I Need
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All I Need은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2002년 8월 6일일에 Atlantic Records에서 발매되었습니다.Thug Holiday
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발매일2002년 8월 6일
라벨Atlantic Records
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실연 아티스트
Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy
보컬
작곡 및 작사
M. Young
M. Young
작사가 겸 작곡가
Supa
Supa
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Supa
Supa
프로듀서
Ced Anderson
Ced Anderson
엔지니어
Solomon "Sox" Hepburn
Solomon "Sox" Hepburn
책임 프로듀서
Ted "Touche" Lucas
Ted "Touche" Lucas
책임 프로듀서
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
마스터링 엔지니어

가사

People gots to have money
Haha (gangsta)
Just like that (Just like that)
Haha, my recipe for murda (murda)
Couple pounds of brown (Pounds of brown)
Couple DT's (Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things they call choppas
See I was raised in the slums
But **** tote guns distribute and run
Watch out on the one and one servin' the bomb
**** talk about Miami but they scared to come
Leavin' they family in danger just to play in the sun
****, we did what you done and what you talkin' about
Like droppin' drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause it's over and out
That's how it is when you exposed in the south
See
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many **** down to ride with me (Hey, hey)
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many **** down to ride with me (Hey, hey)
The reenactment of my first murda
With no remorse and no feelings
Hell, cuz I ain't even know this ****
The shit was deep I couldn't just let it go
While I was shootin' bout my money
Fruitin' bout my dough, bitch
I bust his ass like the last muthafucka
Went in with them stunnas, came out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka jumpin' thumpin'
Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad choppas
I still got em, that **** begged for his life but I still shot him
I let him know bitch, this is how I feel bout ya
I asked him out but now his momma bout to hear about him
I'm from the era of the goodfellas, you know
**** like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo Dilly
I growed up on the turf watchin' Murph and them
Murph dropped the top on the bird, that **** was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and vogue
Let's see that's way before them Bama-ass hammers and loaves
That's in the days when the ave was jumpin'
Ev'ry **** was gettin' money
Every corner was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a different thang and a whole buncha new killas
Money, money, money...
E'ery time, goddammit I'll say it e'ery time
Betta call us murderers
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many **** down to ride with me (Hey, hey)
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many **** down to ride with me (Hey, hey)
The boy think he gettin' payed, jumpin' out
Squeezin' AK's, on the ground they lay
That's how we do this shit in Dade
Killer bee's, snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
Them killed my dogg, hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit, got SK's with extra clips
Holla "killer head", and make them bitches flip the script
Cut it back to light, fake the left, rip the right
Them feel my eyes, these bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side, raise it up squeeze that thang
Went "bang, bang" till their muh'fuckin' brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I kill for this
And when I get that feelin', ain't gon' be no hit or miss
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many **** down to ride with me (Hey, hey)
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many **** down to ride with me (Hey, hey)
Written by: M. Young, Supa
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