Mack 10 - Thugz Lyrics
1 - [comrades]This is for my thugsQuick to throw slugsNever was, push and shoveGang bangin drug dealersHoo-bangin mug {niggaz}Penitentiary love {niggaz}Repeat 1[mack 10]I was raised q-sing, shootin through your vest andQuick to redrum and hit water when Im stressingWas set, and if I dont, they know who done itCuz out of bound {niggaz}, they get killed on the 400Killa kis off blood, no debatin or contemplatinI got a stock 64 thats waitin on these daytonsSo trip if ya wanna, catch ya slippin, youse a gonerAnd respect the street signs next time youre bankin corners[comrades]Do what I say once, dont make me say it twiceJust give me what I want and everythingll be alrightIm gettin it while the gettin is goodAnd if you was in my shoes, I know that you wouldI got expensive habits, Im buyin bud by the poundSince dub s-c d, everybody wanna be downWe hoo-bangin on the white and the blue collarsWe rollin benz-os and lex-os by the dollarsWoo woo, blue flag tied on my faceIn a twin turbo porche with a glock in my wasteWoo woo, if its a problem we gon squeeze til emptyWe used to flip it on t, but now we flip it on ?Woo woo, aint no {nigga} harder than meHit the yard harder than me, got the yay harder than meWoo woo, thug {niggaz} rule the earthWe on the source in dickies throwin up the turfRepeat 1Repeat 1[mack 10]I know how to do things one way, and thats illegalPullin two ? and murders out a primed gray regalI was taught to get in and out, do what I do fastSigh, call up that {*****} dog, and hit rub on they assNext week Im in vegas like dan tanna, and iWipe my finger prints off with my bandanaMake sure its all clean, then fled the sceneI keep it cold blooded, meanAnd do it all for the green[comrades]? ? system, mines controlPockets on swole and Im fresh off paroleIt aint no limit to my mashinI got weed, caviar, and money in my stashAnd laughin, blastin wit my foot on the gasAnd movin fast and its all about the cashAnd havin cheddar, with that 23rd letterNobody do it better, you know better, you do better {nigga}Get around in the penitentiaryBorn in, drinkin hennessy (cousin)But he no kin to me (cousin)But he friend to meDown since elementary, with {niggaz} with tattoosKidnapped moves and jack moves, crack rulesIn the urban area, servin crackers with ready rockBassheads plague in every spot cuz its very hotIn the ghetto, were wetter, were rockin karate like mister miakiAfford gionni versace, and wide bodies with the vs on emChromes with gs on em, shes on the left cuz hes on emSome say that Im locd and Im wildBecause I made my bread with coke and a smileI aint locd in a whileIm hittin corners in heels and caronasSqueezin lime inside of caronas with ramona from arizonaAnd Im smokin on a ? ? , paid in the worst wayReal {niggaz} spill a little liquor to the dirt manRepeat 1Repeat 1
