King Tee - Triflin' Nigga Lyrics

[opening skit: man talking to girlfriend in car]
[M] You won't have to worry about anything when you're with me
[M] cause I'm.. (?) reliable (?)
[while he's speaking, thug runs up and opens his car door]
[T] Nigga WHASSUP nigga? Get out the car nigga!
[T] Give me your jew-els, fool!
[M] What, what do you want from us?
[T] You and your BITCH, nigga!
[car door slams]
[T] Get out here.. nigga you better get off this motherf*cker punk
[M] Look.. look out baby
[M] I'm not givin up anything! You're just gonna have to..
[gun blasts]

"Screamin!"

[second skit: argument between thugs over money]
[1] Where my motherf*ckin chips at nigga?
[2] Yo homey I already told you nigga I'd have it Friday nigga
[1] Man F*CK what you told me nigga!
[2] WHAT?! Nigga, f*ck you motherf*cker
[1] Nigga what's happenin then nigga? Nigga!
[beatdown starts]
[2] Awww shit!!
[beatdown continues]

[King Tee]
I gotta leave this crazy place, but my feet won't budge
The niggaz always ask am I a Crip or a Blood?
I am what I am and that's all I can stands
I can't stands no more so I'ma scram
Sell me a couple of ki's and buy a crib far away
A place that the map don't say
Cause I'm gettin kinda timid, at first I was with it
Talk about jack moves, I did it
I took cars, snatched jewelry, and boy I'd run
with the colored rag over my gun
And there was times I had to pop fools {*BLAM*}
because they didn't believe that the glock rules
When I say get out, get out! And I might not shoot
Then I'm off to put your Dayton's on my Coupe
But nowadays I have to figure
What goes around comes around for the triflin nigga

[third skit: G's discussing a hit]
[1] There the nigga!
[2] Nigga nigga f*ck that, I'm gonna shoot this nigga right here
[2] Man, watch this
[gun being cocked sounds]
[2] I ain't got time to be playin with this motherf*cker nigga
[2] Show this nigga what time it is nigga
[1] Yo yo hold up
[2] Nigga watch out nigga
[1] Come on man
[2] Nigga watch out nigga [incomprehensible]
[2] F*ck that nigga man, f*ck that nigga
[1] We don't need to get indicted
[3] Yo yo the nigga got a gat!!
[2] Nigga f*ck that nigga nigga! Nigga F*CK that nigga!
[2] Nigga F*CK THAT NIGGA!
[BLAM! BLAM! BLAM-BLAM-BLAM!]
[2] NIGGA F*CK THAT NIGGA!!

[King Tee]
Back in the days I used to stand on the block with my box
Watchin my boy run up to cars and sell rocks
He was young and bold, lot of money and gold
Kept a gat on hold in case suckers tried to roll
A car stops, he trots, yellin here comes the cops
He's only sixteen, but he's braver than his pops
His mother and father, smoke crack like I drink brew
Survival's on his mind so he serves them too
School isn't important, he's importin big packages
across the border, a little shorter than a million quarters
All the women ride his jock like a jockey
He says "I'm on top, there ain't a cop who could stop me"
but confidence, is his best defense
At night he carries a gauge he fit inside of his trench
He says "A punk try to run up, I'ma pull the trigger"
What goes around comes around for the triflin nigga!

[fourth skit: a drug deal in progress]
[1] What's happenin man you got those birds?
[2] Yo you got the money homey?
[1] Aiyy man whatchu gonna ask me somethin like that fo'?
[3] Look man, f*ck all the bullshit
[1] Man here you go right here man
[2] Show the money dawg
[briefcase is opened]
[1] Nigga, there you go, so what's happenin?
[?] I like that, we in business
[?] Man - f*ck you nigga, this is a jack, it's a jack nigga
[?] Always gettin him, hey what's up?
[2] Nigga, strip down, get butt-naked nigga

[King Tee]
I heard one-time wanna peel my cap
for the gangster rap to make niggaz start fightin back
But I don't even give a f*ck
Pass the AK, and one-time better duck [automatic fire]
Cause I don't give a f*ck about a piece of tin
I [*scratch*] shit off your chest and then grin
And move on to the next motherf*cker
Cops ain't nuttin but the Klan undercover
And they be lynchin motherf*ckers up nightly
That's why they need mo' motherf*ckers like me
To stand on the scene and pull the [trigger]
cause I'm a triflin nigga

[fifth skit: passengers in a car]
[1] Yo yo, yo they got the lights on, that's the cops
[2] Aww god damn!
[1] Pull over!
[2] Y'all just chill out, y'all just chill out, y'all just chill out
[2] Chill out alright? Here he comes, here he comes
[C] Can I see yer driver's license registration and proof of insurance?
[2] What did I do officer?
[C] Get get your hands on the wheel!
[2] Man what did I do? What you talkin about?
[1] Man f*ck that nigga man
[?] Blast that motherf*cker, blast him!
[BLAM, BLAM BLAM BLAM, BLAM]
[car peels out and takes off]