Lyrics:
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
[Megaman]
It's me again Mega pumpin the G's my friend
The ladies all say I do this with ease
Begin to tease the niggaz then go
Platinum freeze on them
the tec
I'm catchin body baggin niggaz like deez up
Town ? the ki's, flippin twenty-three G's
Around the way bustin pills by the fuckin pound
here
[Master P]
Holla bloody mary lookin' eyes of the demon
when you see a thug like a G screamin'
I smoke green with the reaper
I'm from the ghetto
g's a week
Engulfed by the life that gone be deceasing me the money tree got me addicted
To increase my g's then I'ma take my g's then I'ma stack my g's
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
my life but I can't die
Money on my head that you can't buy
You are not the plug you a damn lie
Acting like a thug but you can't lie
I'm in first class
Music was my first love
The one that never left me
And hip-hop was there
When the weight of life was hefty
Pac taught me to keep my head up
Learned
couldn't find a place to rest
Until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest
Tell me, can you feel me? I'm not livin' in the past
You wanna last? Be
this real street life
And that's word to B.I.G. (uh)
I'm the type to analyze ya (what)
Move swift like Kaiser (uh)
My appearance surprise
the key, what would you do, E?
I'd be up in that motherfucker watchin' my latest video brought to you by
Trass G and Trey Dogg from the California Music
life I guess my g
Life turned dread like Desailly
Fingers in P I E
If I D I E
Don't think ima rest I P
All this stress I bury my head where it
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
'Cause it's just another day in the life of a goddamn boss
I don't make love baby we make magic
Come
Feel me
Liftin thugs out they crease it's quickly
Shift two keys in two weeks
And gross forty g's
Report me
And live shortly
Slouch cat livin off
runnin' four to the floor
O.G.s in my house me in the clause
Nigga want cheese, nigga want more
Bumpin' all the good shit 'cause all the good shit makes
you
the thugs, 'cause we don't get no love
When we sacrifice our life and havin' shootouts by the club
Max B and Rah Digg, the niggas in the pen
And rappers
??? muthafucka's life ain't shit
Right here
Creepin' up on your ass
For the year 2G
Must be murder
Nighttime vision, my hot nine catching you while you
Fuck the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
Fuck doin' time
I live life High Speed
Slightly disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthafuckas
Young Thug Dro M.A. and Jeezy
King Los Drama Trina G-Eazy
Jay Hova Lord Finesse and Yeezy
They got Conscious Daughters yo please believe me
Chino XL RIP
to life of the ice in your chains and your watches
And you'll see how wo lock this
Chorus
Verse Four: The Notorious B.I.G.
Click, click, uh, uh, uh
A lot of times it seems like, you ain't gon' make it where you wanna be in life
But, yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there
You gon'
grind
Sleep is the cousin of death, and I'm alive
Thug Motivation plus inspiration equals survive
They tryna rob me of this success with no disguise
I
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
fuck wit me
Specialize into that greenery
Meanin' to do
Whatever the fuck I want to do
Even if it means settin' up shop by a pre-school
(Progress)
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