Lyrics:
here, I don't feel the love
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug
I'm in a brand
daddy)
Now I got that money, everybody love me
I'm a thug nigga, I might drop someone
I'm a thug nigga, I might flock someone
I'm a thug nigga, make
on my momma I'm a thug nigga
Up before the sunrise
Quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on
Nigga then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch made
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it
know how we do it haHaHaHa
Shit half the times we
Fought and caused trouble
My closest road dog
It was cool 'cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin'
-livin', gettin' me by
Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin' with slugs
Peep the whole scene
I make my money man without the coca
Livin' the vida without the loca
I'm down south so they show me country love
And I ain't even country thug
thug need a little love too, baby, how 'bout me?
Told her don't call me "lil' stink" 'cause I smell like money
I puttin' down it greatest, baby, hold
of
My sweet lil' darlin' gives me her love
Don't catch me chasin' 'round at night
I'm not impressed by glamor sights
Lil' darlin' may not be
and you'll be my missus
My Lil' Buffy, my little Ethiopian, my lil' hub
My lil' brown baby tryna be a thug
Mrs. Buffy 'til I met Becky
Shit was up, then I
all I need was a hand trigger
Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggas?
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday
And fear of man grow
skippin' class
I was bein' bad just because
I got a girlfriend and she broke my
Heart but it was puppy love
By 17 I started gettin' it and
I started movin'
argue with him I know what it was
Shit yo hood like my hood I know how it was
If you tryna get carried by 6 you better keep yo judge
Shawty wanna thug
Honey and have you home by five
Love in an elevator
Livin' it up when I'm goin' down
Love in an elevator
Lovin' it up 'til I hit the ground
In
and a nice pair of kegs
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake
down, you broke (ah)
It's Randy Savage on coke, ayo, ayo
I might drop a lil' drugs just to get a lil' buzz
Growin' up, I had to struggle, know what
and a nice pair of kegs
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake
For sure, lil' one
I know what you're goin' through to shine
Niggas pullin' off all type of shit
But, look: if you don't know what you're doin'
love with her, I just wanna be the one to hit her
Drop off and let the next nigga get her
That's the way it goes, it's time to shake a hoe, make
to get violent
Shiny teeth, for perfection
The most bright, I'm assuming
Love the smell of your breath
Breath
Sci-fi
Half-time
Mr. you're
of a thug
Ain't no love if you dream of drus
Hypnotized by this thug living
My decisions got me feeling torn
It's like I'm born in my own prison
Finesse
been a chicken but my semi cocked
Now, where your bar at? I'm tryna rent it out
And we so 'bout it 'bout it, now what are you about?
DJ show me love
know when they run up I gun 'em
Gotta let 'em know who the boss is, see,
Pop pop let 'em drop
Mo Thug them niggas is nothin' but killers
We creepin'
wing
Showed her how we swing
Now she rolling blunts for her king
1 day labeled thug Mrs
The essence of my ghetto sisters
Hugs and kisses
That's
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