Lyrics:
dem deh, Heh
When Martyrs died they save our lives
They had an early grave
Sacrifice has taken place
For the chosen race heh
(2) Which part dem gone
a ten out of ten, yeah could keep Finna run to the city, Milwaukee
If I'm ugly as shit, then draw me Man, fuck the lambo where's the rari
She hittin' my
a call ray died in ‘15
I’m like the fuck i’ma tell his mama
He was diplomatic with that stick He wouldn’t going to school to be no doctor
So I’m rapping in
Artist: E.S.G. f/ D-Reck, D-Gotti, Noke D
Album: City Under Siege
Song: Thugs in Heaven
(*talking*)
Fuck that shit, I done lost another-another one
everything!
And ooh, I’m dumbin’ out!
The fools’ll run they mouth
You run amok, get tummy tucked
Remove your gut and pouch
You know you gotta turn to
Staples
Money gonna die homeboy
Money gonna be on my streets
Sell another bag homeboy
Mama died working for the jews homeboy
I was 8 years when she got
We send them big trucks way up in the air
And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair
My boys and dem boys really don't compare
Country boy, city
Slidin’ by myself, in the Benz
Say she wanna hang, with some friends
I ain’t tryna play, what it is?
Mama what you say, what it is?
Slidin’ by
talking Nike
These niggas know that we just run shit
And I could've died so many times
So imma just pull up and bust shit
And these niggas lying saying
Martian city of RipYaToosch
It's amazing
Good now it is safe right professor
Don't worry this city's been died for centuries, there's nothing hear but us
cry mama, your baby boy done weathered the storm
And I found peace right here in your arms
By the way, how you gettin along, huh?
I know it's been
Always on the edge and my friends they deadly
Grew up in the hood every dark house eerie
Every nigga move run round with awareness
They ain't even pass
You know the block too hot for a cool kid
Finna pop a perc ten and drink two fifths
Up late with ya bitch knocking boots still
Real beef shouldn't
(Hook 2x) I got that sauce in my walk yeah
I be so drippery
Swear I’m so cool they be stalkin
They cannot speak to me (No)
My girl so sexy she
Got those big brown eyes
She a 10 and a little shy
Another morning yet another cry
One more chance just another lie
Runnin through the dark just
lights in the boomin ass city
Scarin' off mice shit, made me feel icky
Blowin' through Vicks, Timmy, turn a couple Vickie's
Leave a couple hickies only
the sides,
But I still got the hotline that blings,
From the 10 to the 5,
That’s division by two,
Not division by pie,
But these nxggas here,
Want a piece
gettin' old
Told my mama, next time I come back, I'll take the city over
I'll take the city over
They had us in school doin' projects
Soon as the bell ring,
It ain't safe but you stay by my side
Pushing daisies all day like I died
It ain't crazy for baby to cry
So I stay with a lady who lies
Not my mama no
But this is all worst case
Should've never started helping out in the first place
It was all love but it died in the worst way
Am I meant to suffer
run
City real gritty
Bk where I’m from
If a nigga want beef
Get cooked well done
I’m the big boss
So you know
I never run
Put the weight
In the bag
Let
mama like Daddy Showkey
Tell her say I dey with one half cast dey throw key
Dey do wetin sound city no go fit show on a low key
I don high I no fit drive
times I could've died, but God is saving me
I have a purpose this right here the way that ima eat
Mama I love you, and I swear that we'll see finer things
And they shall tell ya, ain't nothin' better
Than the smell of a new day
And I know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark
And ya don't see what He's
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