[Hook]

Yea

This is the Coon

I'm with my man Mr. Trice

Def entertainment bout to take over this shit

Is yall mutha fuckers ready

Once again, is yall mutha fuckers ready.. yea.. yea



[Verse One]

Mr. Trice, One in a Mil.. Fuck it I'm one in a bill..

fuck it I'm one in a zill yo

This specimen is rare

A big lip nigga with an ice-cold stare

I cripple infinitely yall dare

any nigga with steel balls to try to front over here

You get done over here

Leaving niggas touch more than a LD off a blunt over here

Cake niggas be the beat eating

And since I got a sweet tooth I digest weaklings

Mr. Trice been caged for a minute

I hit the stage for a minute mutha fuckers turn timid

It's the T-R-I-C-E can you feel that shit



[Hook]

Is you mutha fuckers ready

Can you feel it?

Can you feel that shit?

Napp entertainment in the house

We representing for the 99.. . the new millennium

All that shit

Mutha fucker

How you love dat .. playboy

How you love dat

How you love dat shit



[Verse Two]

Mr. Trice Bodacious with flow

And barbaric in the way I let you niggas know

If blunt too much I still get frank

And if frank scantlis

Wait and see what bold think

We act off instinct nuttin more

Same goes for my dick with a dusty hor

I represent gore

Same reason all that red shits on the fuckin floor

nigga what you hear for?

You don't want to see me when I'm angry

Too many of yall cats take Mr. Trice too plainly

A Plague disease infested

And I spread it all across your lyrical testaments.. Peasants



[Hook]

You peasant niggas ain't ready

Mutha fucker yall peasant mutha fuckers ain't ready

This was another Moss P