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his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
Remy and drink nigga, Thug Luv
(Thug Luv biatch) nigga, what time is it?
Where my niggas at? Yo' I don't give a fuck
Where you lay at nigga
It's time
aim that pistol at whoever say it's envy
We some real niggas, we got fans, but we ain't friendly
Give me them Benjis, bitch, give me them racks
Give
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
clockin some dough!
She say she got a old man,that ain't never stop me before!
You can tell nigga,we some G's and Mack's because G's and Mack's
Usually ride
a mobster, Mr untouchable
Can't fuck with me, I'm so on some other shit
On a road trip, gotta bring my other bitch
Not my other bitch, my other, other
Other
the game
I hit the streets fans run up to me and tell me that that I'm runnin thangs
Mike Jones, Slim Thug, Lil Keke we be valetin in v.i.p sippin henessy
peace, blood
It'll never end for Soulja Slim, rest in peace, thug
Niggas changing by the hour, this is me, thug
They killed this nigga's son, now they
You know what I am
You know what I do
Well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take ya like a slap in the face
Every time
yea yea)
In your mind, I call my pistol 'cause it stay by me
(Uh-huh)
That's like my brother, lucky mothers
We ain't nothin' to see
(Uh-huh)
Funk, hit me up with some of that thug shit
Yeah, just like that, hit 'em in the chest with it
One time, one time again in the head
For Buddy Roe
the all black Camero
50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the police
And I'm a thug on the street
Yeah I score from Slim and B
10
[by Kelis Feat. Nas]
You know what I am
You know what I do well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take you like a slap in
to Controlla
Slim thick, she lit, she call her friends over
She wanna bounce that ass
Fucking on the sofa
H-Henny and Hypnotic
Or it's Remy with the Cola
basis
Give me my spaces
Show me some love though
Just pump your fist in the air and holler "Mo"
Could you do me that and I'll hit you back
Little nig
tossed by the boss bitch,
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses
[Chorus]
[Krayzie Bone]
Nigga come fuck with me now,
Krayzie that nigga that pump
shit my dawg finna come On with some thug love shit
Look true loves blind aye like True loves blind
Look aye true love blind but I'm Wide Awake cause I
on the +pallow+
[Buddy Slim]
So let me just collect the props by the bag
Front on my stats I'm gettin found like your hooker's snatch
[Breezly Brewin]
(Yo it's
Nobody's, closin' me out of my business
Nobody's, closin' me out of my business
My definition of a thug n****
(Nobody's, closin' me out of my
You know what I am
You know what I do well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take you like a slap in the face
Every time
You know what I am
You know what I do well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take you like a slap in the face
Every time
the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
Slim Thug the Boss (Boss)
(Boss) Slim Thug the Boss (Boss, Boss)
Slim Thug the Boss (Boss)
Thug Thug the Boss
[Slim Thug]
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