Lyrics:
Lord forgive me, if I gotta I'm a die tonight
With my thugs, no love pullin them triggers
Till I see blood face down in the mud with slugs
I'm a mobb
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now don't
[Chorus - Lil Shade]
Theres my homie with all my bloods
Get your ass here and show some love
and uhh welcome to new york city
i said welcome to new
hearin' me
You ain't ass witout cha badge get da ass 'round me
Police don't love me, they tryna cuff me
Somebody do somethin' I ain't even get nuthin'
she, she licked me like a lollipop (yeah, I like that)
She, she licked me like a lollipop, lollipop (lil' mama)
Shawty want a thug (shawty want
screaming like you love war
Everybody's crazy
And somebody's gon' get shot, get robbed, get done, get stomped, get dropped
Ladies love thugs and my thugs
Mr.L
Written & Produced By:
Mr. Loveless
Right!
Let's go!
Fuck your 666! I'm a 999!,
Back from the ring of fire just to cross the line!,
I hope you
everything you do
Can I get a flicc witchu? Really?
My daughter loves you, she's only two
Can we get a flicc witchu?
You're a handsome fella, you're kinda cute
thugs, where ya at?
Hehehe, send cases to the drug dealer
Real thugs, where ya at? You motherfuckin' home
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
They love the way
me
And when I pray for love, baby pray for us, who celebrates the thugs?
My lady,
Got me seekin capital game when I spit sixteen
Whether bars
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
to jack
He don't know I got a glock 'til his ass get shot
Like a motherfucking thug disease
Craving beats like they motherfucking drugs to me, hey
I love who the fuck I am
Aint gon change for nobody
This is me
Aye aye aye aye aye
Being hispanic
Making these people panic
We was born into
the beam out in public (Baow)
I'm a thug and lil shordy she love it (She love it)
Got the knock in the spot I won't tuck it (Won't tuck it)
Move like KD I
bout ah sack
Throwin Fake Love But I had caught it like shaq (Gimmie Det)
So Imma Thug It By Myself Dets Det
2 bitches Kame To me but iaan kno who I
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
a millionaire be a be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire (Come
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
love
And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doing good
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they
love
And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doing good
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they
don't care about it
Want Cartier frames on my face, When i'm geeked the fuck up
I don't wanna see nobody, Thought she was the one
I lost my love for her,
nigga and I love you too.
Light up your swisha lil' nigga gon crank it up, you got your li
Ghter and your liquor gon drank it up.
Now swerve by if you
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