Trick Daddy Drop (Low, Low, Low) Letras:
Drop drop drop with me now.

Yo, yall can call court tv
And A&E. Let em know...It's over
Cold case files huhaaa

[Chorus]
Yall niggas wont bust no shots
Wont work no blocks
Wont talk no chops
And when the k go chop fuck niggas better
drop to the floor, get low.

Yall niggas ain't holdin no green
ain't serving no cleans
ain't gettin that cream
Fuck niggas ain't down with the team when
you see that red beam get low

[Verse 1]
I got guns thatll flip your car
100 round drums banana clips and all
And if a nigga that pissed me off
I stick it right in his mouth,
make him shit in his droors
And you better not flinch at all
Cuz all bets are off if this bitch go off.
Shoots clean through the back of his bead
Tear off the top of his grill and the side of his jaw.
See da streets need niggas like me, cuz niggas
like you yall niggas ain't true
And when it's time to go to war
Try your best to avoid it cuz you niggas ain't gon shoot
You niggas ain't got no cash, ain't got no
goons and ain't got no guns.
Yall niggas ain't got no heart
You let pussy & cars tear you click apart
So when you ask them what the do
Nigga they do what I say do when I say to
So when I say lay it down
don't you hesitate bitch lay it down now

[Chorus]
Yall niggas wont bust no shots
Wont work no blocks
Wont talk no chops
And when the k go chop fuck niggas
better drop to the floor, get low
low low low.

Yall niggas ain't holdin no green
ain't serving no cleans
ain't gettin that cream
Fuck niggas ain't down with the team when
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you see the red beam get low

[Verse 2]
How you gon let your dawg get clapped up
And you don't even clap back, but runin them traps
And then you got these bitch ass
niggas who snitchin on a nigga ridin
round in the car withcha
I should fuck both of yall up
Wet up your truck and hit both of yall up
Yall done disrespect the game thinkin it's a game
BUT NO IT ain't
See I know how to deal with ya
I turn them choppers loose and let em do what they do
I wont stop till the shots are thru
I got a clip for him and a clip for you
Them wanna be tougher than me ass
coochie made for tv ass peonds
You can letem knowum I got big guns and
ima squeeze when I see em

[Chorus]
Yall niggas wont bust no shots
Wont work no blocks
Wont talk no chops
And when the k go chop fuck niggas
better drop to the floor, get low
low low low.

Yall niggas ain't holdin no green
ain't serving no cleans
ain't gettin that cream
Fuck niggas ain't down with the team
when you see the red beam get low
low low low.

[Verse 3]
First off you ain't got no guns
Never seen owned of even shot one
You couldn't even cop a shotgun
And you ain't never hit a nigga with a hot one, hua
You ain't gon pop off nothin but lip
and wont kill nothin or let nothin be killed
Bitch I got terrorist ties ill
terrorize any nigga shape or size
If a nigga get beside himself and try to
size me playa ill part his hair.
Ill have your attorney and momma them
sayin T-doubles trouble look what he done to him
And it ain't have to come to this
You can ask your daddy he don't even want none of this
Nigga you aughta know better
I'm a muthafuckin killa and I don't fear no nigga

[Chorus]
Yall niggas wont bust no shots
Wont work no blocks
Wont talk no chops
And when the k go chop fuck niggas
better drop to the floor, get low
low low low.

Yall niggas ain't holdin no green
ain't serving no cleans
ain't gettin that cream
Fuck niggas ain't down with the team
when you see the red beam get low
low low low.
Letras: Drop (Low, Low, Low) Trick Daddy [final]