to say I'm thuggin' 'till my death day Every gangsta in the world let us all pray And put in work homie, thug 'till your death day [Verse 2: Young Buck
say I'm thuggin' 'till my death day Every gangsta in the world let us all pray And put in work homie, thug 'till your death day [Verse 2: Young Buck]
Listen tho' I'm missin dough I gotta gather mo' Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words for all my young thugs in jail in Jerz
follow [Prodigy] Infamous minded [Noyd] You know how we do it killer The Qb way, my way or no way Queensbrige to our death day [Prodigy] Infamous minded
the lie And better yet, I'm a vet As I manifest, wise words from my breath And my wisdom'll flow until my dyin' day of death With topics and subjects
Listen tho' I'm missin dough I gotta gather mo' Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a ni**a sell words for all my young thugs in jail in Jerz
hate my kind Understand this shit can happen any kinda day I'm packin' mine What you wanna do, fuck that shit you call your crew, And your kinfolk too