Lyrics:
before I go to sleep
Hit the streets
Still living a life of sin
Riding deep with my thugs
Holla at me show me love
Give praise in the church
And a nigga
living the good life, good life
Everything is tight, money right
Everybody want to be by you're side, trying to ride
Such a good life, good life
When
just hold on for me i
promise its a better place for all us T.
H.U.G.s if he dont believe then dont call yourself
a thug cause thugs believe who dont
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
motherloving government
Ima make the dreams a reality
Before I lay on that gurney
Yes the world hurt me
But ima getting my lick back
Baby ima T.H.U.G. A true
don't cry, cause even if they kill me
They can never take the life of a real G
I'm gettin money
I'm gettin money
I'm gettin money
I'm gettin
movin' these things since the days of elementary
Now tell me what ya need when ya see me
I'm stackin' G's buyin' all the things on TV, believe me
I got
(biatch)
Bustin' on paper thin motherfuckers
Drinkin gin 'fore you get to sinnin' on them busters
Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me
best friend's your worst enemy
Thug therapy until they bury me, it's do or die tonight
Shoot out a street light, bleak life
Aim at your windpipe, squeeze
with these baseheads
I show them love until they slip and I trip son
And speakin of drugs they wanna label me a killer
So don't push me life is hard
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
of time (time, 'til the end of time)
Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin
My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids
So you know, I don't
can fly)
'Til the end of time ('til the end of time)
Take these broken wings ('til the end of time)
Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin
My
rather be your N I G G A
So we can get drunk
And smoke weed all day n
It don’t matter if you lonely baby
You need a thug in your life
Them fuck boys
price
I walk through muthafucking hell screaming thug life
And I was asking everybody where the devil hang
I got them niggas with me they be talking gang
of brutality
life betrayed me and god didn't save me
My inner deep got in touch with devil, he always agree
Never disagree, Take a look N say who's da bad one
of brutality
life betrayed me and god didn't save me
My inner deep got in touch with devil, he always agree
Never disagree, Take a look N say who's da bad one
just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
B****, your f***ing with a dog, all I want to do is bury some bones
Take a piss
You want me to front you a few G SACKS
So I broke you off a lil SOME SOME
Give a nigga high off one bum, from the jump, make yo body slump
Make
then a average nigga to check me
I'm a rider till the wheels go balling they blow out
(damn) one hundred and one percent G and its no doubt
That if
cops, ayy
How could mama bring a thug like me into the world?
She ain't the cause of all this drama
'Cause mama's just a little girl
Mama don't know
All the eyes, watching me like a centrefold
Keep it real, dress me up, c'est a la mode
I'm killing it, if I die, death by Dior
Bury me in Givenchy,
stunners
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothing from us
Young nigga, living a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, they're
Kendrick the gift for the future oh yeah I said it
Thug life, good kid mad city mad respect representin' the hood right
Keeping it G ain't nuttin, you ain't
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