Lyrics:
master plan
Mo thugs my mighty clan I'm rowdy by nature
Fellow G bring it in S.C.T
My city falling get that G falling in
Plead Carli kick it with
2-Pac with a glock
They're deadly better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked up don't you niggas
Runnin' up blastin' big ass
the dough
Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow
Stupid with the whip game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid shows
fro, polo
And a nigga in the club smokin dubs
Like a tru center thug
The big boy Willie Grill
Smoke swisher sweets, don't miss a beat
If a nigga feelin
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga
the Act in the Phantom
I'm too hot to hot to handle
The police hate my guts
'Cause the niggas kicking dust
They was raised by us, what the fuck
the gangsta ass niggas bump to music like that
Make them bitch fine hoes shake they bootie like that
21 row scrap wit lil boosie it like that
Play mad games wit
fuckin' real to be hollywood (yeah)
Pullin' up in a big body truck
(Skrt skrt skrt)
Big shells for a big body thug (Bang bang)
Lil niggas takin' big body
I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me
its like hoa
That lil nigga boosie he ride on chrome,
That lil nigga boosie he get his shine on
Im to real for tv but now I live on tv,
aint
I ain't about no playin
When I'm comin' get out the way
Gun play, bussin' a nigga ass on the runway
Head straight back to the hot block
Flight in
made
Visions of cops and sirens
Niggas open fire
Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player gettin' high
made
Visions of cops and sirens
Niggas open fire
Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player gettin' high
a thug nigga)
And I know I can be a lil toxic sometime
But, bet my toxicness making you love right
Mama told me I approve, tryna tryna find the wife in you
glasses by Gucci
Feelin' like Boosie, might start rockin' Coogi
My lifestyle a movie, you know I stay coolin
Trap, I weigh it up and I move it
Hood, you
by any means necessary
Kids down boy I got ya, check ya books give em commissary
Chorus
My Nigga My Rider My Thug (I got you) My Nigga My Rider My
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
nigga, hit 'em up (hit 'em up)
Disrespect we gon' take it there
We thirty deep, lil' nigga, we ain't fightin' fair
You better holla at your partners
family, now
Comin' up in game backdoor with the heat
Krayzie's friends out the walls
? by my lonely, before a sista was broke
Blow up Mo Thug open up
you a thug better tie up your boots
I just give they ass drugs tryna give them a boost
Catch up with my vic I'ma give him a boosie
Niggas get 'round
(That's what you sippin on, now what's your name nigga?)
Big ballin' ass nigga named 'Pac
Now I was born in the gutter facin life or death
I was a thug
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
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