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Trouble - Adrenaline Rush 2007 I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be some trouble Oh ain't no playin me It's Twista I gots to get mine ya dig I need a stove and a pot from you Oh I need a jar from you I'm about to cook up somethin horrible I make a big chunk And I chop it down to particles And sell a part to you Get this money is what I'ma do ooh A tall dawg call me momma-do ooh From selling nuggets to your momma duke Now I got money out the follicles Try to stop me I'ma put your name up in the article I turn a giant to a molecule Peon and pussy were the man's parents I see straight through you like you transparent You ain't capo You run your man's errands Low on the totem pole But me I hold the do' I'm never freezin below zero I can't go below a O So now I got digits got critics fuck 'em I got bitches that come back wit it Bust you in yo' cap fitted You niggaz ain't know I was that siddick The chain flick up peep the chronicles of Twista nigga Fuck Riddick I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be some trouble Somebody let them niggaz know Uh-huh I rap scary Make A&R's get on they Blackberry Type in to they boss that every track heavy If rappers was reverends I'm that Jesse Or comedians then I'm that Eddie Football I'm that Jerry You could count on me When you throw the rice Married to the mob So throw the rice You are just a prototype Son of the devil call him Dolomite I'm on another level But you wrote 'em right You fiend for that 'dro to write He ain't nothing I'm made It's swift out the cuts When I daze him Give him cuts and abrasions cause I'm too fuckin amazing Huff don't get you paid and I'm making big bucks off of haze and My dope gon' keep on coming back Like you fuckin with Jason Vorhees more ki's Get killed for the pies They yours to serve But the hills have eyes I'm watching you You should be through my money huh Well when I come through have that money up And I don't even wanna hear no funny stuff Hurry up I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be some trouble Buck buck my guns fire horror A little money you better wire momma Because I am diaboli-cal To your life I say sayanora Better call God or hire Allah Because nigga I am lava Flow out the volcano to burn the village These cooking utensils ain't given to you boy You gotta earn the skillet When it come to a cap You gotta learn to peel it When it come to a track You gotta learn to feel it When it's your turn to kill it Musical masturbation I'm feeling myself I'm deadly and mannish But I still'll leave you and your buddy damaged Freaking on the tracks so nasty That you can't understand it Till you see me sipping dollars And eating a money sandwich And the new jag be looking so splendid But I can't re-cop it Till you get finished It's been three days nigga Give me mine You know I gots to get paid nigga Don't you know the consequences of fucking With a made nigga I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be trouble Somebody let them niggaz know I want my dough Or it's gon' be some trouble Somebody let them niggaz know