Lyrics:
she was on a nigga airtight
It won't no what's up it won't no hug I shook my head twice
You thinking we bros you broke the code I found yo hoe and bent
knowledge
for niggaz that's full of flodgin
Its guaranteed to get fucked up
by them real mobsters killa killa killa
Whatcha gonna do, is yo color red or blue
water and freeze it
E I rock with the blood of Jesus
Cover my body my technique is MURDA, Irv Gotti
This lyrical seminar got my signature
written in
hate you fuckin bitch
We'll kill you bitch
[Too $hort]
So back up on me in this bitch
Or get fucked up in this bitch
My niggaz real in this bitch
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
by the code
Its true to our soul
So don't disrespect
U owe me some money
I fronted u something
I'm coming for dat
Fuck put da guns down
If niggaz wanna
of New York
Hawk is what them niggaz call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my motherfuckin' balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh with 'em
commit the ultimate crimes
Bitches run around like snitches out there droppin dimes
Get yo' shit tossed by my hammer, the survivalist
Represent the next
(Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up?
Blackchild what up?
I'd like to welcome all my niggas
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout
fall die
Them niggaz they catch 'em slugs, fuckin around with the S-P-I
Hit the corner on a 3 wheel with a 4-5 by my side
Its a shame up in 90, niggaz
now my topz is gray
Cause one these lame niggaz got the color of mine
But one problem, niggaz work ain't as butter as mine
And you got to believe, yo
and niggaz with jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
Freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I
[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah.. yo whassup my nigga?
It's the big homeboy Snoop Dogg
And why'know, the streets is a motherfucker
D.P.G.C., why'know
gotta eat
Take a seat and watch the streets get runned by thugs
Now stand up and watch my hustlin' niggaz rush the club
Automatic love, fingerprints,
I go by the name of Loon
And I represent this Bad Boy shit
'Til the motherfuckin casket drop
Damn right, uh, aiyyo, aiyyo
[Verse 1]
Niggaz don't know
y'all niggaz be swingin the sting
I'm doin my thing, you only worth TWO of my rings
It's you and my team, at war for tryin to ruin my reign
Imagine
'cause I'm spendin loot
That you all broke ass niggas been tryin to scoop
See I done paid my dues
Don't be fooled by the pretty boy image
nigga)
ThugLife will never fail (Cause I'm out on bail)
Thuglife niggaz (Hey, pass me my motherfuckin' Rolex)
Thuglife niggaz (Yes bitch that's
Woo
Yeah yeah Yeah
Wilkybaby
Ha
Fuck Wit Me
Thats A Death Trap Nigga
Yo
I'm coming straight from the bottom
My pistol loaded with me hollows
If you
with the {niggaz} from the ditch
And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs
Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day
Who
on my head I done paid that play I'm lifting arms like a neighbor gettin waved at heard u niggaz rats so aint no cheese where they raid at what's da
(E.N.Y) Yo, shoutout to my niggaz Tookahh and Chico
Yo (Yea, lets go)
No this ain't the baseball player, this Rav
Still keep a couple bats (Couple bats)
niggaz gangbang on da internet
Sending shots at they opps thru da internet
See me ion even get into dat
Cause police be controlling da internet
See yo hoe
'cause Ren has don't got no mothafuckin' name,
When he's shot by a nigga from my mothafuckin' game
The niggaz in de house just kickin' it
Bitches
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