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In the life we live as thugs Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see It's hard to be a man Ridin' wit' my guns in hand Why explain the game?
In the life we live as thugs Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see It's hard to be a man Ridin' wit' my guns in hand Why explain the game?
[ intro: fat joe ] Yeah yeah Terror squad what-what Cuban link what-what '99, baby [ verse 1: cuban link ] Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party Plus
And you can ask swift gotti Don't shit get by me Ask tommy showtime if I did my time And you can ask L Dog if I ever felt y'all And ask rock jock if I ever
clique's lookin lavish in upscale casino style Flexin muscles like a Gotti trial Yellow case get shook by the court with the judge You should know a pimp,
the nina beretta tuck low in two cars back with the 4 4. And it freaks you out on yo mama's couch, thats what us thugs be bout, you know me and when I pray
Oh so you a killer now? What part of the game is that? O so you a thug? What part of the game is that? So you sold mad drugs? O so y'all
with Young Thug, I ain't addressing this shit Caught him in my dressing room stealing dresses and shit I used to give this nigga with a lisp tests
when we spark they part Running silly through the court (they don't really wanna start) How you wanna do? Yo K, anyways Motherfuckers wanna play we
heaven [Chorus x2: DJ Rogers & Puff] What young thugs do for money What young thugs do for money [La the Darkman] Yo, niggaz
Yo, check it yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet
on the streets No gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts Ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug You 'bout to die thug
spit hard rhymes Bible in one hand, the other hand nine Dreaming of naming streets and boulevards mine Grab yo piece of the pie, the other parts mine
people signing a book (don't play no games) This thug life shit Is running through me veins I'll bleed for my niggas Just to give 'em some game From
they start losing pints You can die by the gun or the knife [Chorus: Havoc] hey yo Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin' Yo you know
there?) Yo, hey yo [Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman] Get up, stand up - throw your hands up All my thug niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up Get up, stand
Happy holidays Let me come here and talk to you I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin' (Great John on the beat by
[Lil' Gotti] Now why dey want to see me dead niggas put prices on my head Now I got two Rottwielers by my bed Niggas afraid to see a Gambino
the drugs and thugs meet Yo I bust shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort Knox Rhyme excellent kill 'em
raised by the streets And then the only other one that ever showed me love Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs A straight thug, just me, my mama
I'm with, yo we don't give a fuck So what the fuck nigga Yo we don't give a fuck Surrounded by sounds, smoking clouds No spaces Unfamiliar faces, I
a party ahk Fuck a cop catch a body call it body rock Blowing sticky on my grizzy call it milli rock Mind yo bizzy before I smoke you like extended glocs
[Fiend talking] Yo, Yo What's up to all my muthafuck soldiers, My thugs, my warriors, my survivors out there It's Fiend excited private wit'
uh yo uh yo Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger That means bring it back, NY
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