Lyrics:
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
of a thug money
I hustle and, grind those block for drug money
And make sure, kept counting every stack
We drop bombs like Flex and Big Kap
[Chorus:]
*featuring Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You
tinted
These fake rappers gettin by with
These hell of a gimmicks
They act like it's all love
Only love is your money
So when it's over, are you a thug
[C-Bo]
C'mon niggaz
Yeah
The Thug Lordz in this bitch
Get up... salute nigga, 21 salute nigga holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
Niggaz that ride or die for
One family, true family. From Flesh-n-Bone
Thug humbly teachin' 'em what to be:
A thugsta just like me
Come follow me, journey off in my world,
a bitch and she left as fast as she can
Like why you gotta thug on me why you flexing on the gram
I thought it was all love for me but I guess that wasn't
to accomplish
And we dream of being thugs
Thanks to you
For the love of Baton Rouge
Missing my granny cooking
Ducking Ascension booking
We living life as it
a lil something for the drive
Amanda always gon ride kinda feel I did her wrong
Slick fell in love in school used to listen to my songs
Hated I was living
about a bad bitch love
Yea
In the club with no idea, I don't bother
All up in my section that was paid by your father
Oh, you think you slick bitch you
to set the record straight, with my AK
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Little busta, I hit em up
Verse Four: Kadafi
I'm from N-E-W Jerz,
Mizzizy gets bizzy, so check it
[Chorus]
We ? ? living eye for eye
Dem who diss me click's supposed to fry
Anybody kcuf cause ? die
Bonzai, nigga
me living on fire
Switchin’ hats being tied up
As Eazy, E Jake, Elijah
I might have to slide up
Hail Mary hittin’ them n***** up
Y’all known for doin’
Superman for as long as you can
Wondering what's the purpose without living a life so grand
The worst hand is having the world without a master plan
I
collect calls from my n****s in cuffs
I recollect we used to ball now just living's enough
I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall
Thug for life
slingin' this white shit
S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops, we love that shit
'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
We multiply everyday for the bullshit
[Kool G Rap]
I know this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six
Living some bloodshed, her man is pushing bricks
Crib way out in the sticks, they
to swang
Always down for the thugs and I put in work
Niggas see that I'm all about the [unverified], man, the reason I bang
[Unverified] in their eyes
I'll be by the foyer
Beat the pussy like the case, I shoulda been a lawyer
This life don't always work out for the best, but I'm living it
Life'll have
alive in these cold streets
Mashing for wealth
Up in this ghetto, OG's P's and C's
Thugs, pimps, playas hit the 6-4's or 3's
In the ghetto, I'm living in
of my
Another one of my homies man, fuck this shit
Know I'm tal'n bout, I'ma blow to them boys it's still gon go down
Wreckshop, we putting it down
For
hated a lot
It was the fake love for me
N***** moves like thugs to me
When I turned my back
They talked about putting slugs in me
Riding on the freeway
We run from a cop
Face on a milk carton box
U end up missin
N we end up lost
N****
We take yo b**** and
Never see me post about her
I'm slick
Kurtis Blow'n dough in the Bahama (para todo los) dia
For me to have to sip of Suga T with Melodie
My X Mama Mia Misdeameanor Missy
Lets get Layzie
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