Kool G. Rap And Dj Polo - Thugs Anthem Lyrics
[kool g. rap]Strictly for all the chicks thats on the strip to get lootFor all my niggas that dont ever trip to hit ?For all my people copping bricks to get the quick lootFor all my niggas in the ground that got their wig blewStrictly for all the chicks thats on the strip to get lootFor all my niggas that dont ever trip to hit ?For all my people copping bricks to get the quick lootFor all my niggas in the ground that got their wig blew[kool g. rap]Dont know who is this kid, you better check the formulaBefore I have to send these busters, just to warm you upMan, homicide be looking for whoever tore you upFlood up the whole block with paramedics and coronersI can roll up all by myself and make a street closeYo you could be twenty deep and still get your feet roseBelieve me, aint none of them running up when heat blowYou sleep though, youre whole sweet and lowFree to go, deeper than six feet lowThis wiseguys enterprise, we emphasize who ever dieNever sympathize, still on the rise, no matter how many we minimizeWe send ? chicks with bricks inside their inner thighsSome real thugs conduct the drug traffic in the skiesNever high, we lay low, stay unidentified, its all liveChorusStrictly for all the chicks thats on the strip to get lootFor all my niggas that dont ever trip to hit ?For all my people copping bricks to get the quick lootFor all my niggas in the ground that got their wig blew[johnny 2 gunz]Yo its the radical, mathematical, fanaticalMagnifico, money making myth in mexicoYou try to ***** me, yo, Ill bust you in your cherry wholeStill run the streets and now you feeling me in stereoI felt the graces from the highs to the very lowOne day your counting money, next yo you digging holesDont try to do this at home, this is professionalsCongressionals, street medal, award winnersMaking a point thats hollow, do you follow, wanna meet tomorrow?What, greet the heffer with the pink pucker, suckerCut out your luck with a wink of an eyeMake ya die, make ya fly in the sky, you asking why?While your souls floating over me, you owing meYou shouldnt been owing me, not blowing meNow your lifes a big mystery, a casualtyAnother faded memory, thats awful beeCuz Im still breathing steadily[pokaface]You think that pokaface is bluffing, nigga ante upAnd unless you ramming me with that iron, put your jammie upYou pointedly regret, Ill blaze you and your family upYou on your ass for showing trying to show it, pull your panties upMe and these cats we making a living making sure you dontInformations not to be given, making sure you wontShits real, now wanting to be dead, goes off in play it clothesAtf here, but scared to get close, like in wacoNickel plate pros made men who make thoseMy red eye dont ? but best believe it shakes thoseReflex reaction if I hear you disrespect the fashion***** these niggas, like menage, giving them double actionUp to no good fellas, making out a faux pasSavage niggas, turn your cabbage into cole slawUsing my dome, causes to notify your next of kinThe snitch you looking for, hes in the trunk I left him in[chorus]Strictly for all the chicks thats on the strip to get lootFor all my niggas that dont ever trip to hit ?For all my people copping bricks to get the quick lootFor all my niggas in the ground that got their wig blewStrictly for all the chicks thats on the strip to get lootFor all my niggas that dont ever trip to hit ?For all my people copping bricks to get the quick lootFor all my niggas in the ground that got their wig blew
