Born A Thug accords par
Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Shorty's gonna be
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Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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His mama was a G
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And daddy was a G
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Ain't nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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His mama was a G And daddy was a G
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But nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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This is a story bout a
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young nigga
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Who's mama was a whore and his
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daddy was a drug dealer
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Ridin' 'round the corner from
'em was the spot
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They sold weed, lace, base,
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heroin and marijuana
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His role model was an older nigga Who kept a
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wad of hundreds 'cause
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he had a whole lot of money
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Now keep in mind this
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is 'round the time that
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Miami niggas was really
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tryin' to put it down
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That's back when the pimp
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game played out
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That next year crack cocaine came out
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And it all started in the suburbs
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But only rich folks could afford to go
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and smoke that good dope
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And yo they used to call
it free- base
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But when it made it to my block,
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me and my boys called it Crack Rock
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We used to cook it up and bag
it up and sell 'em
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Nickels and dimes to any bitch
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that was buyin'
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Shorty's gonna be
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Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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Mama was a G Daddy was a G
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Nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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Mama was a G
Daddy was a G
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Nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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And when he first hit middle school
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He was a typical, ordinary,
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everyday ass dude
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Around the time eighth
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grade came around
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He had done made up his mind,
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a nigga can't lay down now
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His first job, he was a watch out
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He had to scream one time every time
the cops hit the block
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We used to call him Bo
Brown
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'Cause when he came around,
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close shop nigga, shut it down
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Them lil' two- hundreds
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That was a lot of money for a young nigga
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sittin' 'round not doin' nothin'
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Plus his mama had a newborn
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from an old nigga out the hood
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Who don't do shit for him
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They go another bill, another mouth to feed
Oh well,
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yo a nigga couldn't stop there
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He gotta keep food in his crib
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and keep the lights on
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Ain't like his daddy's
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comin' back home
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Now just imagine the role of
a thirteen year old
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Who playin' head of his household,
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now that shit'scold
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But then again I sup pose
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You already know how the shit go
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Shorty's gonna be
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Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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Mama was a G
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Daddy was a G
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Nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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Shorty's gonna be
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Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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Mama was a G
Daddy was a G
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Nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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He advanced from watch out man to lieutenant
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And now he got two feet
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waist deep in it
And he control the whole operation
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But it's kinda different 'cause he's dealin'
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with some stiff competition
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And everybody wants to be buddies
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All of a sudden friends but then
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again all they see is money
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And he ain't never too flashy wit it
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Not into cars and jewels,
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just nice clothes and new shoes
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Half of the money went
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straight to his mama
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But the other half, you know,
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the kid had to keep it stashed
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But it's kinda hard to hide
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drug money
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But it's worse bein' a dope but none
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of this shit's worth dying for
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But when it comes to livin',
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money's nothin'
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Bein' dead is free now tell me, what
would you rather be?
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Don't tell me, tell it to your child
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Make your talk worthwhile and the rest,
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he'll figure it out
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Shorty's gonna be
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Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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Mama was a G
Daddy was a G
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Nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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Motherfuckin' thug
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Nothin' left for him to
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be but a thug
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Motherfuckin' thug
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Nigga forced into this shit, damn
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Over and over again
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Shorty's gonna be
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Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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Mama was a G Daddy was a G
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Nothin' left for him to be
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But a thug
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Shorty's gonna be
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Shorty wanna be
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So he's gonna be
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A straight thug
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Mama was a G Daddy was a G
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Nothin' left for him to be
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But a
thug

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