State Property movie - Trouble Man lyrics

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Song by (feat. Beanie Sigel, Sparks, and Oschino)<br /><br>

Nothin for nothin leaves nothin.. betta do somethin<br>

Motherfucker punch ya in the mouth..<br>

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[Sigel] Hitman, Oschino and Sparks, Criminal Records; talk to 'em yo<br>

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[Omilio Sparks]<br>

This is for my ghetto niggas, reputation is everything<br>

So guard it withcha life, it's just like credit<br>

The minute ya fuck up you ruined it, ya know?<br>

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Yo as young adolescents (a-ha)<br>

Mommy said we was so precious, I mean - who knew?<br>

Round to O.D. to heron and I'd catch cases<br>

Let my life slip, inside the hands of these judges<br>

Where did we go wrong - huh?<br>

Was it these missing father figures?<br>

Or watching mom struggle and feed us<br>

Come on I need answers, is God gonna judge us<br>

for turnin burners on niggas who tried to merk us<br>

On the day of judgement - who knows?<br>

Until then we'll never know so for now, I'ma do Omilio<br>

Drunk than a motherfucker, disrespectin bitches<br>

Attitude still the same - fuck these niggas<br>

until it's my time to go, you know?<br>

I ain't doin no changes, shit, plus I'm happy to be here<br>

With my new family.. Black Friday<br>

And the Roc-A-Fella niggas, I'm focused, bring the chorus in<br>

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[Chorus: Beanie Sigel]<br>

My life (shit) just make me wanna holla sometime, and throw in my hand<br>

But I won't fold, you know how I roll<br>

I live that life of a trouble man and play by the code<br>

Where I'm from (shit) just make me wanna holla sometime, and go get my gun<br>

Go all out but I think of my sons<br>

Then I look where I was at - how far did I come<br>

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[Oschino Vasquez]<br>

You see ladies prostitutin, wearin tight leopard<br>

My sneaks was dogs like pitbulls and German shepherds<br>

Fuck where it came from I needed money fast<br>

White boys bangin Led Zeppelin wantin twenty bags<br>

So I got my first pack on 51st and Market<br>

I ain't want clothes I just wanted some Boston Market<br>

No mom to call, no dad to beep<br>

Stuck on the streets stomach growlin like a dog showin his teeth<br>

Life ain't sweet (naw) life ain't a game<br>

I know life is more real then Slick Rick chain<br>

Everybody get a hand so play the hand you dealt<br>

And there's nobody to blame fuck it blame yourself<br>

You can go all out, and try to rebel<br>

Like a nucleus they'll have you right in a cell<br>

You just better pray a lot and hope that you prevail<br>

I know livin in the hood is hell, c'mon<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Omilio Sparks]<br>

Yo right now I'd like to take the time to thank my family members<br>

and phony homies for turnin they backs on me<br>

Made me stronger helped me deal with snakes inside God's garden<br>

But I was roamin like a ruger<br>

and I swear these streets'll turn us boys to men<br>

Numb the pain with juice and gin<br>

Tryin to stack them Horace Grants to a million<br>

Plantin seeds is how I blessed the bitches<br>

Excuse my arrogance but baby clone me<br>

This petty world that kill me slowly took away my grandma mommy hold me<br>

Life's obstacles is gettin stressful, that's why I don't come around<br>

Written between the paper's line examples of my lifestyle<br>

So read inside the guidelines, ain't no sunshine<br>

until you break the chains and fly freely, cause I know for a fact<br>

Somewhere out in the world somebody need me to make 'em smile<br>

and appreciate 'em believe me, but maintain in the meanwhile baby<br>

Omilio'll be there for ya, y'knahmean?<br>

Shit, I'm a trouble man<br>

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[Chorus] - repeat 2X<br>

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