Lyrics:
Everything up is a U
Everything to the side is what you C
And P is how you peep me
They call me UCP
Aka who is that
Nigga muthafucka its Thug
Houston, Slim Thug the Boss
The young Hogg out the North, that be running his mouth
Check my files, the Boss man do it G style
I live it write it,
Houston, Slim Thug the Boss
The young Hogg out the North, that be running his mouth
Check my files, the Boss man do it G style
I live it write it,
to the mid to the east coast
Verse One: Master P
I got heroin and cocaine
some call me the dope man a young nigga havin thangs
A thug like Tupac
flew
So I got a deal I sell pot too
Cause before I hit the pens I'm gettin bailed by Clue
[Chorus 2]
Holla back Young'n (Hoooo Hoooo!)
Holla back (Hoooo
Summit.
Countin' the loot, fountain the youth, the young God.
Here's the inside thug, like a Marmashad.
Some want to have emotions and kill me.
Put
internet thugs really kill me
Imma young go getta get to the paper no im not the type to give to handouts
You say you my manz but you really not
Until
raise
sometimes the young is slain
To the kids in the p.j.'s black babies
brought up in this world where it's wild and crazy child of the Nile
future
is taken care of is well being
And money, well, I know you know how to get money
I'm gonna say this and say this one time only, live young man, you
[master p]
Uuuunnnngggghhhh! just a young nigga hangin with the thugs
From the ghetto so a nigga learned to slang drugs,
From ozs, to flip keys,
Eye blood
said believe dat
T.I.P was like Shawty
Then Young Jeezy said that's right
And Lil Jon said okay
Heard you was messing with Ray J
And you did a flick is
do what I say, everybody my maid
P, crack selling, black felon
Gat clap, rat-a-tat-tat, tap melons
Son thugs, one gun, one slug
Shot caller, like,
(Oh my god I'm scarred by the violence)
(Oh my god I'm scarred by the violence)
(By the violence)
It's been too long and ain't nobody tryna talk
we are going
to be playing you an amazing project that is well crafted by these young individuals
known as YDIE, all right
And the name of the project
feat. Redman, Young Noble (Outlawz)
[Redman]
I got a headache this big...
Word up.. word up.. word up..
It's kinda hot in here
Haha (word up)
(what)
How us young black thugs made history
We be some tru niggas on the rise
And we gonna ball till we fall
Two shots to my dead niggas on the wall
scarred by a revolv'
With no warnin' signs, 'cause yo my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
and sirens, niggas open fire
Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise, until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player gettin' high
And when I'm rollin' by niggas can't
on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thotbox suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
never that
Son son you brave
You ain't a man cause you got a little something to shade
I've been a thug since the sixth grade
Rockin' a fade
Young
or a blood line
For those who love nines
We don't stand in club lines
We V.I.P
Thugs love to hear me spit that
If you ain't down with ghetto business
I was just a young boy tryna make the NBA
A savage by twenty-one, it's a knife if you in the way
Cuttin ya off, Cuttin ya off, feeling like a young
So whether you bangin' for crip or blood
You better bang for somthin' young thug
'Cause you'll get banged on not by bangas
But by Johnny Law
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