Mr Trice lyrics

[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

[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

[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 P