He began his professional rapping career working with DJ Quik, with Quik serving as the producer on his debut album, Street Gospel. Released in 1997, it fell short of commercial expectations, but was praised by many underground rap fans in California, and is seen as a "street classic" by many of them. The DJ Quik production on this album was considered to be refreshing compared to the stereotypical West Coast G-Funk sound that had dominated most of the early 90's, as he incorporated elements of jazz, funk, rhythm and blues, and even rock and roll to create instrumentals that caught the ears of many listeners.
Trouble
Suga Free Lyrics
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We flyin high speed
Boss major league
Smokin on that great weed
West Coast baby
When we bubble it′s like this...
"Bub bub bub bub bub bub bub bub"
Shemar Moore said i'm doing the crip walk
"Crip walk?! aww you clowinin"
I shoulda smeared off his lip gloss
Keep it Compton cause gangsta just ain′t meanin a thing
When yall can come comercialize it with R&B singing
Sucka i did speed knots
Dealt with these rocks
Hit with these glocks
Tell them niggas im not
Pimpin ya'll to the bone
Stuff in my dogg tags
Gangsta broom stick that im stuffin in yall fags
Cause everybody wanna be Pac
But dont nobody wanna fill them shoes before they feel them shots
And Mausberg is the Realist (forever)
But all it took was a punk couple cowards bullets to close his book
So fuck it
FTPD thats what we yellin
Dump ten times with a nine and keep bailin
What can yall do?
What you already could?
Beat me down, drag me up and drop me in a crip hood?
I'm trouble
Young stars rollin
Trouble in beemers or benz
Slowly down the street
I an I cherry hold a medi pon di green or mi fairy
Whats life without a dream?
Now baby, name one thing I did where you′ll find free
Now you′re right,
You probably didnt have to mind that last muthafucka you was with
But bitch you gonna mind me
Mayday mayday
Suga Free up to the pullpit
Because everybody know that the
Whole congregation needs a lil bullshit
"Where Rochelle?"
I dont know man
After she put her panties on she went in the house
And i think this time she really went to go tell
But daddy want it
Because he can pick his lazy ass up from a strip club,
Go home, lay down and she can squat down and potty on him
And to these high fickle beats
R. Kelly went from nothing to platinum to
Getting cum smelling little girls bicycle seats
And i aint trying to get my dick soft
But im a pimp, i'm from Pomona
I got a prostitute that′ll take
That couple hundred you can go piss off
"Hey little man, where Patti went?"
Probably in there waitin on my momma to leave
So she can go upstairs and suck my daddy's dick
Now run on
God gonna love you because He already made His mind up
He gonna love you whether you want Him to love you or not
So get up GO!
Young stars rollin
Trouble in beemers or benz
Slowly down the street
I an I cherry hold a medi pon di green or mi fairy
Whats life without a dream?
Compton
Dont make me blow up
I′m seizing
P the reason, you know
Cause pimpin'll have you seein me with a bad ass ho
Legendary my name
Secondary you came
And you wont see me stop makin hits til i walk with a cane
Yep i′m still 5' 11"
6 feet with shoes
Compton
OG nigga givin bitches the blues
Etched in stone
Making your bitch fetch the bone
I'm callin the cops
Punk muthafuckas catch the phone
The walkie talkie, the two-way and all of the above
Knifestick up they ass til we all see blood
Now hold up...
I′m a cop too
"What?"
I′ma "cop" me a kilo of meth and try to have 'em tweekin like its ′92
With Monte Carlos
Smoking European blunts
Pop them E pills
Have that gold lace trippin round the whole place
Whats a six pack?
Sucka, cop the whole case
And when them marks come nigga crack they whole face
The way my glock cock keepin niggas full
Got it spittin like that pitcher from the KC Royals
Sock the PD
Haters RIP
Very sincerely yours,
QUIK
Nigga peace
Young stars rollin
Trouble in beemers or benz
Slowly down the street
I an I cherry hold a medi pon di green or mi fairy
Whats life wit
The song "Trouble" by Suga Free is an intense track with harsh language and aggressive rhymes, reflecting his experiences as a gangsta rapper from Pomona. In the opening verse, Suga Free brags about his status as a major league boss and his enjoyment of high-quality weed. He then goes on to criticize people who commercialize gangsta culture and R&B singers who try to appropriate it. He raps about his personal experiences dealing with drugs and guns and his disdain for people who want to be like Tupac but are unwilling to face the same kind of danger. He also references Mausberg, a fellow rapper who was killed in a drive-by shooting, and the frustrations of living a dangerous life in Compton.
In the next verse, Suga Free describes the daily struggles of young stars who roll around in luxury cars while trouble follows them everywhere. Life is not easy, and dreams are elusive, especially for those who come from impoverished backgrounds. He then turns his attention to a particular woman who has wronged him in the past. He warns her that he is not someone to be taken lightly and that she should watch her step.
The third verse is perhaps the most brutal, as Suga Free unleashes a tirade against anyone who stands in his way. He boasts about his pimping skills and his ability to command respect from everyone around him. He also threatens violence against anyone who tries to cross him, including law enforcement officers. He paints a vivid picture of a world that is both dark and thrilling, where danger lurks around every corner and anything is possible.
Overall, "Trouble" is a gripping rap song that provides a window into the life of a gangsta rapper from Compton. It is a harsh and unflinching look at the reality of street life, where every day is a struggle and survival is never certain.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey yo...
Greetings...
We flyin high speed
We are moving at a fast pace
Boss major league
I am a leader in the game
Smokin on that great weed
We are enjoying high-quality marijuana
West Coast baby
Representing the West Coast
When we bubble it's like this...
When we succeed, it's a unique and remarkable experience
"Bub bub bub bub bub bub bub bub"
Expressing excitement and jubilation
Shemar Moore said I'm doing the crip walk
Shemar Moore commented on my dance style
"Crip walk?! Aww you clowinin"
"Crip walk?! Oh, you're clowning me"
I shoulda smeared off his lip gloss
I should have embarrassed him and wiped off his lip gloss
Keep it Compton cause gangsta just ain't meanin a thing
Staying true to my Compton roots because being a gangster has lost its significance
When yall can come comercialize it with R&B singing
When others can profit from commercializing gangster culture with R&B music
Sucka I did speed knots
I tied knots quickly, defying expectations
Dealt with these rocks
I have experienced adversity and overcome challenges
Hit with these glocks
I have been targeted with firearms
Tell them niggas I'm not
Letting them know that I am not someone to mess with
Pimpin ya'll to the bone
I am deeply involved in the pimping lifestyle
Stuff in my dogg tags
Hiding illegal items in my dog tags
Gangsta broomstick that I'm stuffing in yall fags
Confronting my adversaries with a weapon
Cause everybody wanna be Pac
Everyone wants to emulate Tupac
But don't nobody wanna fill them shoes before they feel them shots
No one is willing to face the same struggles and dangers as Tupac
And Mausberg is the Realist (forever)
Mausberg is remembered as being authentic and genuine
But all it took was a punk couple cowards bullets to close his book
Sadly, Mausberg's life was ended by a few cowardly bullets
So fuck it
I don't care anymore
FTPD thats what we yellin
Shouting out FTPD (Fuck the Police Department)
Dump ten times with a nine and keep bailin
Firing my gun multiple times and quickly escaping
What can yall do?
What actions are you capable of?
What you already could?
What you were already capable of doing?
Beat me down, drag me up and drop me in a crip hood?
Physically assault me, lift me up, and place me in a neighborhood associated with the Crips gang?
I'm trouble
I am a source of controversy and problems
Young stars rollin
Young individuals with potential and success
Trouble in beemers or benz
Causing trouble while driving luxury cars
Slowly down the street
Driving at a relaxed pace on the street
I an I cherry hold a medi pon di green or mi fairy
I am holding a marijuana joint or a magical object
Whats life without a dream?
Life loses meaning without aspirations and desires
Now baby, name one thing I did where you'll find free
Now, my dear, point out one thing that I did where you won't find freedom
Now you're right
You are correct
You probably didnt have to mind that last muthafucka you was with
You probably didn't have to pay much attention to the person you were previously involved with
But bitch you gonna mind me
But you will definitely pay attention to me
Mayday mayday
Emergency situation
Suga Free up to the pullpit
I am taking charge and speaking my mind
Because everybody know that the
Because everyone is aware that
Whole congregation needs a lil bullshit
The entire community craves a bit of deception
"Where Rochelle?"
"Where is Rochelle?"
I don't know man
I'm not sure
After she put her panties on she went in the house
After she got dressed, she went inside the house
And I think this time she really went to go tell
And I believe this time she really went to inform someone
But daddy want it
But my father desired it
Because he can pick his lazy ass up from a strip club,
Because he has the ability to leave a strip club
Go home, lay down and she can squat down and potty on him
Go home, lie down, and she can urinate on him
And to these high fickle beats
And to these ever-changing, unpredictable beats
R. Kelly went from nothing to platinum to
R. Kelly went from being unknown to achieving platinum record sales and
Getting cum smelling little girls bicycle seats
Engaging in inappropriate activities with young girls
And I ain't trying to get my dick soft
And I don't want to lose my sexual desire
But I'm a pimp, I'm from Pomona
But I am a pimp from Pomona
I got a prostitute that'll take
I have a prostitute who will accept
That couple hundred you can go piss off
That few hundred dollars you can go waste
"Hey little man, where Patti went?"
"Hey little man, where did Patti go?"
Probably in there waitin on my momma to leave
She is most likely waiting for my mother to depart
So she can go upstairs and suck my daddy's dick
So she can go upstairs and perform oral sex on my father
Now run on
Now go away
God gonna love you because He already made His mind up
God will continue to love you because He has already decided to do so
He gonna love you whether you want Him to love you or not
He will love you regardless of your desire for His love
So get up GO!
Therefore, get up and leave!
Compton
Referring to the city of Compton
Dont make me blow up
Do not tempt me to explode in anger
I'm seizing
I am taking control
P the reason, you know
I am the reason, you understand
Cause pimpin'll have you seein me with a bad ass ho
Being a pimp will result in you witnessing me with an impressive and attractive woman
Legendary my name
My name is revered and well-known
Secondary you came
You arrived as a secondary figure
And you won't see me stop makin hits til I walk with a cane
I will continue to create successful songs until I am old
Yep I'm still 5'11"
Yes, I am still 5 feet and 11 inches tall
6 feet with shoes
But with shoes on, I appear to be 6 feet tall
Compton
Referring to the city of Compton
OG nigga givin bitches the blues
An original gangster man causing women to feel sad and down
Etched in stone
Deeply engraved in history
Making your bitch fetch the bone
Having your woman obey and fulfill my desires
I'm callin the cops
I am reporting you to the police
Punk muthafuckas catch the phone
Cowards, whores, answer the phone
The walkie talkie, the two-way and all of the above
Various forms of communication devices
Knifestick up they ass til we all see blood
Thrusting a knife into their anus until blood is visible
Now hold up...
Wait a moment...
I'm a cop too
I am a police officer as well
"What?"
"What do you mean?"
I'ma "cop" me a kilo of meth and try to have 'em tweekin like its '92
I am going to acquire a kilogram of methamphetamine and attempt to make people feel the effects as if it were the 1990s
With Monte Carlos
While driving Monte Carlo cars
Smoking European blunts
Smoking cigars from Europe
Pop them E pills
Taking ecstasy pills
Have that gold lace trippin round the whole place
Creating a extravagant environment with luxurious gold decorations
Whats a six pack?
What is a set of six drinks?
Sucka, cop the whole case
Fool, buy the entire case
And when them marks come nigga crack they whole face
And when those weak individuals approach, I will metaphorically destroy them
The way my glock cock keepin niggas full
The manner in which I handle my gun intimidates my adversaries
Got it spittin like that pitcher from the KC Royals
My gun is firing rapidly, similar to a pitcher from the Kansas City Royals baseball team
Sock the PD
Attack the police department
Haters RIP
Rest in peace, haters
Very sincerely yours, QUIK
With utmost sincerity, QUIK
Nigga peace
Goodbye, my friend
Writer(s): Mychael Danna, Rob Simonsen
Contributed by Kaitlyn I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.