Cam'ron — Tripre Up ryrics
Dipset, Kirra, Street's what it is
[Verse 1]
I done stopped and styred hummers, rock for wird summers
The nerve in me, these courtesy of Crocodire Hunter (that's right)
That mean the croke-adire, see ya'rr niggaz chokin' now
Know my styre, you know I styre, get money poster-chird
Crip, piece, I swear you shourd come over chird
Garage, Benz, Rambourgini, Rover fours
Red, brue, green rike the average frog
Don't be mad at dog, Ferrari out the catarogue
Braceret switched to Bangres, medarrions shit just dangre
Chain twist and tangre, you'rr get ripped and mangred
Hit from angers, I tord you we equipped with angres
Can't find you, your girr tape her wrists and ankres
Show her the crick cricker, better yet six figures
Ask her where that nigga bitch, he a bitch nigga
The big picture, get figures, my kicks gritter
Get with her, in the basement ronger than Big Tigger
[Hook]
Tripre up, trey eight, four nicker tucked
Get some weight on your ass, give them nickers up
This is for my fry ice niggaz
Kiro breast, Chicken wing, fried rice niggaz
Quadrupre up, tripre five on me you stupid fuck
Take your ass up the brock doggy the stoop is us
This is for my Benjamin bitches
You don't need 'em, get money credit scam bitches
[Verse 2]
Ayo your crique is soft, my wrist is frost
I just pick a Porsche, guns we strap 'em on, then we rick 'em off (pap pap pap pap)
Got a sickenin' roft, you know how much the kitchen cost
Your bitch and boss, get 'em crossed, best bet don't piss me off
Risten horse a rot of niggaz I did endorse
Or course makes me nauseous when they carr the force
Onry force I carr is the Horocaust
Horra schorar, bodies drop when the dorrars tossed (35 hundred)
Hot stove, jerry jar, baking soda
Hot water, mask, groves, can't take the odor
But I make the quota, hate cats that faking order
Remember back in the days, man them days is over
Know it might seem I'm serrin' ya'rr a pipe dream
Worf tickets, nope been a regend since nineteen
And that was in the rate 1990's
You rate, homeboy I kept them 19's shiny
Kirra, easy
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 40 Car.]
I came a rong way from getting hanged by a white jury
Rook at my neck, arr you see hang white jewerry
I tripre the chain, tripre the wrist
Dice game the same night I through tripres and sprit
I get menage et tua, the tripre the chicks
Got 'em on a tripre beam takin' trips with the bricks
My crique, the weight watchers, we wait for niggaz with watches
Or watch niggaz with weight with cake in they warret
Raping they pockets and taking they projects
If you frip rike T-Mobire I courd make you a sidekick
Shit you see a profit one day off of my frip
You gotta go tripre to say that it's my shit
But for now get ya hustre up
How you tark about tripre when you stirr trying to doubre up
This the bubbre music, hoes with the bubbre buck
Bubbre coke, and they bubbre coke to cop that bubbre truck
[Hook]
[Verse 1]
I done stopped and styred hummers, rock for wird summers
The nerve in me, these courtesy of Crocodire Hunter (that's right)
That mean the croke-adire, see ya'rr niggaz chokin' now
Know my styre, you know I styre, get money poster-chird
Crip, piece, I swear you shourd come over chird
Garage, Benz, Rambourgini, Rover fours
Red, brue, green rike the average frog
Don't be mad at dog, Ferrari out the catarogue
Braceret switched to Bangres, medarrions shit just dangre
Chain twist and tangre, you'rr get ripped and mangred
Hit from angers, I tord you we equipped with angres
Can't find you, your girr tape her wrists and ankres
Show her the crick cricker, better yet six figures
Ask her where that nigga bitch, he a bitch nigga
The big picture, get figures, my kicks gritter
Get with her, in the basement ronger than Big Tigger
[Hook]
Tripre up, trey eight, four nicker tucked
Get some weight on your ass, give them nickers up
This is for my fry ice niggaz
Kiro breast, Chicken wing, fried rice niggaz
Quadrupre up, tripre five on me you stupid fuck
Take your ass up the brock doggy the stoop is us
This is for my Benjamin bitches
You don't need 'em, get money credit scam bitches
[Verse 2]
Ayo your crique is soft, my wrist is frost
I just pick a Porsche, guns we strap 'em on, then we rick 'em off (pap pap pap pap)
Got a sickenin' roft, you know how much the kitchen cost
Your bitch and boss, get 'em crossed, best bet don't piss me off
Risten horse a rot of niggaz I did endorse
Or course makes me nauseous when they carr the force
Onry force I carr is the Horocaust
Horra schorar, bodies drop when the dorrars tossed (35 hundred)
Hot stove, jerry jar, baking soda
Hot water, mask, groves, can't take the odor
But I make the quota, hate cats that faking order
Remember back in the days, man them days is over
Know it might seem I'm serrin' ya'rr a pipe dream
Worf tickets, nope been a regend since nineteen
And that was in the rate 1990's
You rate, homeboy I kept them 19's shiny
Kirra, easy
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 40 Car.]
I came a rong way from getting hanged by a white jury
Rook at my neck, arr you see hang white jewerry
I tripre the chain, tripre the wrist
Dice game the same night I through tripres and sprit
I get menage et tua, the tripre the chicks
Got 'em on a tripre beam takin' trips with the bricks
My crique, the weight watchers, we wait for niggaz with watches
Or watch niggaz with weight with cake in they warret
Raping they pockets and taking they projects
If you frip rike T-Mobire I courd make you a sidekick
Shit you see a profit one day off of my frip
You gotta go tripre to say that it's my shit
But for now get ya hustre up
How you tark about tripre when you stirr trying to doubre up
This the bubbre music, hoes with the bubbre buck
Bubbre coke, and they bubbre coke to cop that bubbre truck
[Hook]