that was all a part of fuckin wit thugs cum on [chorus] if you was down you would steal fo a nigga ; stay by my side even kill fo a nigga if you fuck
dat was all a part of F**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} if you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit
was all a part of F**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} if you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit a
m hearin' you letting yo' health slide these days And yo lady's dicked up, and you contracted to aids Who the fuck you callin' gay nigga, must a been
I like her See money ain't the object let's get it clear This is not a gift it's a souvenir See maybe I'm that nigga who knows how to ball I am hes thug
a fuck who you are We do our job like we part of the mob, shoot up the bar Cuban the don daddy like john gotti I brung a long shotie for the chump bodies
with a tank full of gas A clip full of hollows, a pocket full of cash A wrist full, a ring full, a chest full of ice And a bitch in the rental with a
, no dj 98 live, no replays make it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friend that its them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins [Big Pun] Yo, yo
to God I even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard A born terror, a rebel without a pause I never had a good Christmas, so who is Santa Claus?
Sell water from the cook pot, ain't that raw? My razors? 20 dollars, here's a case of four You supply that, shit I put a hole where your mind at Push
Gotti got What! What! What! What! [Noreaga] yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain the other smoke chronic like straight to the brain ay yo
his neck from when he knocked Celeste It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on the block Some niggaz know him as the godson of Gotti And his black
to god I even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard A born terror, a rebel without a pause I never had a good christmas, so who is santa claus?
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now Articulate, hittin' body parts
a prison or in hell's Armageddon Just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle We know the riddles of life where others know only a little Yo, yo
me I'll do you like the first part in menace ii society Like cypress hill, yo, I'm insane I'll shoot a hole in your toe I'll make you jump like the house
pipes And I'm hearin' you lettin' yo' health slide these days And yo lady's dicked up, and you contracted to aids Who the fuck you callin' gay nigga, must a
