Rags to Riches
Trick Daddy feat. Tre 6 Lyrics


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[Trick Daddy]
Until the day a nigga D-I-E-
I'll be forever thuggin' baby
Ever since I fucking
These bitches loved it baby

Still got the chron son
I used to be drug dealer
X-men, Ex-con, forever thug nigga
Around here we smoke a bitch I still book 'em heavy

'Cause I bought that Benz,(uh-huh)
Damn me I sold my Chevy
I love my [unknown] , I talk to 'em everyday
I ride around 'em cool, I walk be 'em yesterday

I'm from the southwest, where niggas drive chevys at
Come through with that bullshit,
My niggas don't gonna handle dat
I fuck with no bustas, my game is straight must-a

So if you fuckin with us
We'll hit you up with K Cutters
I feels no niggas
But I pitch no hittas

The curve balls at they ass
They gonna watch 'em go get em
I'm now the coo guy up the street up the block from em'
I used to up my glocks on em, then take they blocks from em'

Nigga this is thug shit, that's all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
Nigga this is thug shit, that's all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this

[Chorus: x 2]

When my niggaz and bitches
Go from rags to riches
It'll be thug life and why'all still with me
When my niggaz and bitches
Go from rags to riches
It'll be thug life again, so ride wit me

[Tre-6]
(Uh-ohh)
see-O, betta known as Mr. Piscopo
Pull out my dick and piss on hoes
In ya face while I spit these flows
Like you ain't know, nigga we kick down doors to get that dough
Hit your hoes, bend your doors, smoke your dough
And we gonna get mo'
For sho', you know dat cheddar make it betta
And its thug life forever, and we all in dis togetha
Like dun-a Dun-a
Nigga dem rags to riches
Wit your boy see-O money, marching double-D so bitch don't go

[Trick Daddy]
So nigga rolls, so every motha fucka get down the floors
Get away from all your doors and windows
Cause a nigga done passed wit' a .44
And I'm'a let it go, like --boom--
Betta break ya-self, I can't take myself
But killa, nigga, won't have to make myself
And i'll come to ya wake myself
I won't send no dogs, no friends, no loot,
No fool, no car, no clothes, no suit
Just a note that say, he.. through
Now, now thanks to you,
Me and tre gotta make up for these times lost
We bout' that cash, we on that ass
So let them 9's off

[Chorus]

[Trick Daddy]
So mutha-fucking sicka, stupid hoes and fuck niggas
Snitches and bitches, yo hold on I'm gon' kill 'em -(CHECK)
And I'm just chillin bustas, she fought for me to keep em
So I just peep em', lay back and I book my reefa
I'm a thug nigga, so ya know I gots to keep my pistols
I got the choppers that i'll bring down and won't miss ya
You want a nigga that gives a fuck about a bitch
Unless you sucking the fucking ho and tryin' to get rich
I need a bitch that can ball a nigga out
Who can shoot a nigga best
A bitch about stacks ho
All this complaining ho, bitch about that
Ever since I hold a benz, bitch be all in my face
Nigga this is thug shit, that's all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
Nigga this is thug shit, that's all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this

[Chorus]

Nigga this is thug shit, that's all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
Nigga this is thug shit, that's all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this




Thug life again so ride wit me
Thug life again so ride wit me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Trick Daddy feat. Tre +6's song Rags to Riches speak to the artist's experience of growing up as a drug dealer and criminal whose life has now been transformed into that of a successful rapper. The song's opening line, "Until the day a nigga D-I-E-/I'll be forever thuggin' baby," sets the tone for the rest of the lyrics. Trick Daddy discusses his former life as a drug dealer and ex-con, and contrasts it with his current life of fame and success. He talks about his love for his car, his guns, and the weed he still smokes. He also delivers a warning to anyone who might cross him or his crew, promising to come after them with force.


The chorus of the song emphasizes its central theme of moving from rags to riches. It speaks directly to Trick Daddy's fans, inviting them to join him on his journey from poverty to wealth. The song's verses, on the other hand, describe the more violent and criminal aspects of Trick Daddy's life, highlighting the divide between his past and present.


Ultimately, Rags to Riches is a song about struggle, survival, and success. It is a testament to the power of determination and hard work in overcoming obstacles and building a better life for oneself.


Line by Line Meaning

Until the day a nigga D-I-E- I'll be forever thuggin' baby
I will continue to live this gangster lifestyle until I die.


Ever since I fucking These bitches loved it baby
Ever since I started having sex, women have been attracted to me.


Still got the chron son I used to be drug dealer X-men, Ex-con, forever thug nigga Around here we smoke a bitch I still book 'em heavy
I still have marijuana, and while I used to sell drugs and have been in trouble with the law before, I am still a tough guy who can handle myself and take care of business.


'Cause I bought that Benz,(uh-huh) Damn me I sold my Chevy I love my [unknown] , I talk to 'em everyday I ride around 'em cool, I walk be 'em yesterday
I bought a Mercedes-Benz and had to sell my Chevrolet. I love my guns and talk to them every day. I am always carrying them with me and take care of them.


I'm from the southwest, where niggas drive chevys at Come through with that bullshit, My niggas don't gonna handle dat I fuck with no bustas, my game is straight must-a
I am from the southwest, where people love Chevrolet cars. If someone comes around with nonsense, my friends and I will handle the situation. I don't associate with weak people; my game is always strong.


So if you fuckin with us We'll hit you up with K Cutters I feels no niggas But I pitch no hittas
If you mess with us, we will retaliate with deadly force. I don't fear anyone but don't start a confrontation with me either.


The curve balls at they ass They gonna watch 'em go get em I'm now the coo guy up the street up the block from em' I used to up my glocks on em, then take they blocks from em'
I am always ready to throw curveballs at my enemies, and they know it. I am now the cool guy on the street, hanging out near my former enemies' blocks. I used to threaten them with my guns and steal their territory.


When my niggaz and bitches Go from rags to riches It'll be thug life and why'all still with me
When my friends and lovers become wealthy, we will continue to live this gangster lifestyle together.


see-O, betta known as Mr. Piscopo Pull out my dick and piss on hoes In ya face while I spit these flows Like you ain't know, nigga we kick down doors to get that dough Hit your hoes, bend your doors, smoke your dough And we gonna get mo' For sho', you know dat cheddar make it betta And its thug life forever, and we all in dis togetha
I am known as Mr. Piscopo. I disrespect women by urinating on them and rap about it in your face while performing. My gang is willing to break into buildings to steal money, damage property and take drugs. We will keep doing it and make more money as a result. Money is a motivator, and it's always better to stick with fellow gangsters.


So nigga rolls, so every motha fucka get down the floors Get away from all your doors and windows Cause a nigga done passed wit' a .44 And I'm'a let it go, like --boom-- Betta break ya-self, I can't take myself But killa, nigga, won't have to make myself And i'll come to ya wake myself I won't send no dogs, no friends, no loot, No fool, no car, no clothes, no suit Just a note that say, he.. through Now, now thanks to you, Me and tre gotta make up for these times lost We bout' that cash, we on that ass So let them 9's off
People should get down on the floor and away from windows because I have a .44 gun and will use it. Better surrender before I lose my temper, but eventually, you will see me at your funeral. I won't send anyone to collect money from you; I will just kill you. Because of your mistake, me and my friend Tre lost some time, but we need to recover and make more money. We are about getting rich and will do whatever it takes, even killing.


So mutha-fucking sicka, stupid hoes and fuck niggas Snitches and bitches, yo hold on I'm gon' kill 'em -(CHECK) And I'm just chillin bustas, she fought for me to keep em So I just peep em', lay back and I book my reefa I'm a thug nigga, so ya know I gots to keep my pistols I got the choppers that i'll bring down and won't miss ya You want a nigga that gives a fuck about a bitch Unless you sucking the fucking ho and tryin' to get rich I need a bitch that can ball a nigga out Who can shoot a nigga best A bitch about stacks ho All this complaining ho, bitch about that Ever since I hold a benz, bitch be all in my face
I am angry at deceitful and disloyal people, both men and women. I hate snitches and foolish people, and if I see them, I will kill them. I am relaxed and smoking marijuana, just watching my haters and planning. As a gangster, I always have to be armed, and I have weapons that can take down a group of enemies. I only care about women who are trying to benefit from me, and I need a woman who can protect me and make sure I get paid. Stop complaining and purse money. Women are chasing after me since I started to drive a Benz.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jerry Ross, Richard Adler

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