The Mansion - Tricky P

They need the drugs in Atlanta He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They need the drugs in Atlanta He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion We got the drums for the hammers They need the drugs in Atlanta They got my youngin' in the slammer He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion We got the drums for the hammers They need the drugs in Atlanta They got my youngin' in the slammer He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion, yeah You know how the game go One in the head of the flame throw' I was outside when they wanted me dead G-O-D, I ain't lay low They go on my say-so You know we on go for the pesos Pullin' up to where you can't go Prolly'll pull out and yank toes An order of eight bows I got it, all of 'em straight dope You know it's a blessing One of your demons done finally done came home I throw all the chains on, polish the paint on the Range Rove' Let's run up a bag, shout out to bitches that know how the game go You get the paper like I get the paper, how can I hate on you, baby? Nah I ain't a hater, your nigga a doofus, you are forever my lady Yeah, my lil' niggas is mainy, they know that I love 'em to death That's word to the shooter, I'm shootin' up for 'em with more than a hundred to flex We got the drums for the hammers They need the drugs in Atlanta They got my youngin in the slammer He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion We got the drums for the hammers They need the drugs in Atlanta They got my youngin in the slammer He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion It ain't no way that I'ma back down I'm on my way to a bag now Day after day, a nigga stayed down Day after day, a nigga stayed down We had it stanky on the Greyhound It was a blessin' just to touch down I got the mini mansion plushed out Too many twenties fuckin' up the count I've just been runnin' up the account I'm tuckin' thirty pieces in the couch I'm finna go and buy another house I need a vehicle that ain't out I'm on a whole-lot-of-money route You know the money comin' in and out That's why I love them niggas in the Midwest Like I love them niggas in the South We at the table ready for the chow I got some niggas ready outta town I'm talkin' ready like ready right now I'm talkin' ready like ready right now We orderin' heavy, there's too many pounds Let's focus on what we can move on the ground, uh Yeah, let's focus on what we can move on the ground We got the drums for the hammers They need the drugs in Atlanta They got my youngin in the slammer He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion We got the drums for the hammers They need the drugs in Atlanta They got my youngin in the slammer He carry guns on the campus They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion They be on the run for a murder They just gon' run to the mansion