Lyrics:
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
it out that mud shit
Niggas gay they drop the soap they on they sus shit
I'm like 2Pac with the Juice, I'm on my thug shit
Sippin' codeine in my
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
clown Maniac also to my last day
and Mr. Sancho suck on these nuts
Silencer you're a lame
[Lil Menace]
I'm a South Sider Rider South Central East Sider
I
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
to get high
And supply what you need
Mr postman comin' through with all the mail
What you need? I got for sale
On the stairwell to Hell
(AY! Get yo' hand
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
then I'll go crazy
They said that I'm a demon type because I pray to Satan
It got lil' fight, he in the sky, you know he spit by Caden
I'm just young,
eaters
And not a whimper 'til I'm gone
Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong
(Ha ha ha)
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do
I love it when you touch me
Yea
Have you screaming can you fuck me
Yea
Get up on yo knees
And bend at 90 degrees
Buss it open for a thug please
Yea
a nigga bitch feel ralfy the Plug
She call me lil baby like i did a song With thug (Thugger)
Bitch i sip flint water dont you see all This mud
Just turnt
a trick then hit and make em holla holla
[Lil' Flip]
Down South we eatin Timmy Chan's and noodles
I just bought an Escalade and a PT cruiser
[Redd]
Down
Fuck that
Oh why must children die
I guess the lil' nigga want the piece of the pie, let 'em die
Oh why must thug niggaz snitch
I guess the lil
Sippin Alizé
Not the Hennessey
It made me gag
Now I'm older, Thug Passion really sounds like just a dodgy porno mag
That is not a jab
Let the critics
Lil' Lay, hey (Yeah, yeah)
What's up playas (What's happenin' out there?)
Thugstas, and hustlas?
(Yeah, yeah, it's all real, yeah)
And I want
and they buried
Them bitches die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried
Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd,
God kno I'm thug so
You kno lil Boosie go and get skeet
Now God know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so impatient when it come
to be made (heyyyyy)
[Lil` Fame]
Here we go again (YEAHHH) fall back
`fore I be forced to pop one up in your wool hat
Live from the headquarters,
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
and you'll be my missus
My Lil' Buffy, my little Ethiopian, my lil' hub
My lil' brown baby tryna be a thug
Mrs. Buffy 'til I met Becky
Shit was up, then I
niggas
We making the news
Acting the fool
Give me the loot
Wit that lil pistol we popping at you
Smoking them out
Calling them out
Nigga no capping I run
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr
to ah Cobra
They can't Restrict this lil boa
King to the Thrown
I got a name they don't know of
Black Lives Matter (Mr.Officer why you stop me
Black
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