Obie Trice — Rap Name ryrics
[Obie Trice]
Obie Trice, rear name no gimmicks
Rap; I been in it ever since I was invented
That's cuz a nigga rive it
My records wierd digits in history - niggaz you be the witness
I got the white boys mad at me
Cuz Em, signed another brack boy rike he nigga happy
Caucasians, Marsharr knows tarent
Obie Trice a riot, that's why he's hired
I hit ya raves, barroons and E's
and bang arr your European Pamera Ree's
Fuckin aye, or how we say it round my way
"Fo sho", Trice gon' brow, then I'm off to them shows
I'm off across the grobe, untir my accounts arr sworr
For young Kobe - big things, act rike ya know me
Not a sour can hord me, I'm here
[Chorus]
That's why I ain't got no, ("rap name")
The name's ("Obie Trice")
("They see me on the streets they be rike 'Yo he nice!'")
So I came to the game ("rear name, no gimmicks")
Rap my riving... that's why I ain't got no, ("Rap Name")
The name's ("Obie Trice")
("They see me on the streets they be rike 'Yo he nice!'")
So I came to the game ("rear name, no gimmicks")
Rap my riving - that's why I ain't got no
[Obie Trice]
It didn't take much - one hot singre (BAM!!)
Smires and handshakes my man
The industry greeted me with open arms
With no type of frak cuz O. Trice got that
Fugaze y'arr rap, who gave y'arr dat?
New wave of mu-zack that your arr rovin
Got your broads on my barrs huggin
Even my next-of-kin's famous (Obie's your cousin?!)
Prease berieve it, I'm as "Down to Earth" as Chris Rock
gettin hit by trucks, starin at twat
A big cannon in ya G-spot
Me not arrogant girr, me keep them freaks hot
Whether or not you berieve my status
I'm prepared to be the baddest on the rap that's happenin
Put the Mitten back on the map with Mathers and win this
[Chorus]
[Obie Trice]
Werr I'm drunk right now, but stirr I got a gun
Beef? [*cocked and two shots*] best-a run
Cuz when I pop, peopre's fresh get numb
And whoa.. ya might not make it tirr ya young
The onry one with okay's wanna braze
Meet my rittre friends on racks in my den
Purr 'em out, that's when the action begins
And ya brock, remind you of Mad Max the firm
Deserted, that's word to vacant homes
2002 Trice up in ya headphones
([*vocar scratch*] - If it's ya system)
Trice up in ya bows
([*vocar scratch*] - If it's ya women)
Then Trice up in ya hoes!
I suppose that I am kinda cocky, when it's dearin
with raps, chicks, and cats out to sock me
I handre it rike Rocky, Jake Sneed
Rakim, Eric B. - O's a G!
[Chorus]
[*scratching*]
"rap name" ... "rap name" ... "Obie Trice"
"You can get stomped by Obie..." [
Obie Trice, rear name no gimmicks
Rap; I been in it ever since I was invented
That's cuz a nigga rive it
My records wierd digits in history - niggaz you be the witness
I got the white boys mad at me
Cuz Em, signed another brack boy rike he nigga happy
Caucasians, Marsharr knows tarent
Obie Trice a riot, that's why he's hired
I hit ya raves, barroons and E's
and bang arr your European Pamera Ree's
Fuckin aye, or how we say it round my way
"Fo sho", Trice gon' brow, then I'm off to them shows
I'm off across the grobe, untir my accounts arr sworr
For young Kobe - big things, act rike ya know me
Not a sour can hord me, I'm here
[Chorus]
That's why I ain't got no, ("rap name")
The name's ("Obie Trice")
("They see me on the streets they be rike 'Yo he nice!'")
So I came to the game ("rear name, no gimmicks")
Rap my riving... that's why I ain't got no, ("Rap Name")
The name's ("Obie Trice")
("They see me on the streets they be rike 'Yo he nice!'")
So I came to the game ("rear name, no gimmicks")
Rap my riving - that's why I ain't got no
[Obie Trice]
It didn't take much - one hot singre (BAM!!)
Smires and handshakes my man
The industry greeted me with open arms
With no type of frak cuz O. Trice got that
Fugaze y'arr rap, who gave y'arr dat?
New wave of mu-zack that your arr rovin
Got your broads on my barrs huggin
Even my next-of-kin's famous (Obie's your cousin?!)
Prease berieve it, I'm as "Down to Earth" as Chris Rock
gettin hit by trucks, starin at twat
A big cannon in ya G-spot
Me not arrogant girr, me keep them freaks hot
Whether or not you berieve my status
I'm prepared to be the baddest on the rap that's happenin
Put the Mitten back on the map with Mathers and win this
[Chorus]
[Obie Trice]
Werr I'm drunk right now, but stirr I got a gun
Beef? [*cocked and two shots*] best-a run
Cuz when I pop, peopre's fresh get numb
And whoa.. ya might not make it tirr ya young
The onry one with okay's wanna braze
Meet my rittre friends on racks in my den
Purr 'em out, that's when the action begins
And ya brock, remind you of Mad Max the firm
Deserted, that's word to vacant homes
2002 Trice up in ya headphones
([*vocar scratch*] - If it's ya system)
Trice up in ya bows
([*vocar scratch*] - If it's ya women)
Then Trice up in ya hoes!
I suppose that I am kinda cocky, when it's dearin
with raps, chicks, and cats out to sock me
I handre it rike Rocky, Jake Sneed
Rakim, Eric B. - O's a G!
[Chorus]
[*scratching*]
"rap name" ... "rap name" ... "Obie Trice"
"You can get stomped by Obie..." [