Obie Trice What You Want Lyrics

Special Reserve Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Welcome
  • 2 Got Hungry
  • 3 You've Been Slain
  • 4 On and On
  • 5 I Am
  • 6 4 Stories
  • 7 Roughnecks
  • 8 Cool Cats
  • 9 What You Want
  • 10 Jack My Dick
  • 11 Dope, Jobs, Homeless
  • [Intro]
    You just a shiesty ass nigga, O!
    You never get work from us
    Come around here we all just gon' fuck you up
    So damn shiesty, matter fact
    Nigga what the fuck you want?!
    Man we gon' fuck yo' ass up
    Yo, yo

    [Obie Trice]
    Aiyyo I shoot up the block
    Tell my nigga P front me a quarter rock
    (What up O? Nigga, ain't shit for free!)
    But you know me, I'm Obie, down the street your little homie!
    (Yeah here man, take it, but remember nigga you owe me)
    Yeah whatever, how I look payin him back?
    I keep the scratch, to get my mother mouse traps
    Chillin with Rich, I might snatch his gat
    I'm just playin the game man! (Fuck that, gimme my gun back)
    Shit, where I'm at I gets no respect
    Done fucked over folks, they wanna break my neck
    I can't show my face, always meetin new friends
    Cause new friends equals new Timbs, they spend

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    What you want Obie? Leave me alone!
    No you can't use my fuckin cell phone!
    What you want Obie? Get off my dick!
    No you can't borrow, buy your own shit!

    [Obie Trice]
    "What you want Obie?" Hand-me-downs motherfucker
    And don't hand me frowns when I snatch the Timbs sweater
    Exit the room before me wouldn't be smart
    Cause snatchin your personal belongings is my art
    Get caught? Doubt it
    I make a nigga believe +I+ bought it
    And change the subject, that's the object of it
    Sell representative of self
    Hit the liquor store, make you forget the fifth on my shelf
    Cause Obie had yo' mind on some'n else
    I figure shit, the fifth's for me!
    Fuck the third party
    Me and your bitch can drink the whole fifth Bacardi
    Fuck her brains out 'til she start payin money
    I know it sounds self-centered, I'm self-aware
    But to self-scutinize, I don't really care


    [Obie Trice]
    "What you want Obie?" Bill Gates to meet
    So I can purchase tapes from BMG
    I can get his Hancock, and watch what you see
    My whole block livin fair like +Prince in Bel-Air+
    Instead of broken stairs and boarded up window
    Little Jacques deliver rock in his limo
    Until then, I'll utilize friends
    Catch you slippin, I might be drivin your Benz


    "What you want Obie?"
    Yeah, what you want nigga? What you want?
    All y'all out there, yeah
    Get your own - get your own
    These young brothers carryin chromes
    Ready to come get they shit, yeah
    You shit on the next man, he gon' shit on you back
    Knahmean? Sing it to 'em
    Shit on him he'll shit you back
    Without a doubt, I'm off this track

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