1.Intro(Da Good Da Bad＆Da Ugly)
2.Dawn 2 Dusk
Intro：
Still going
Yeah, here we go again
We bout to roll on some motherfuckers
G.b. rap-a-lot mafia
Recognize the mob nigga
All our motherfuckin' enemies goin dead together
No exception, absolutely none
Everybody dies, everybody
Verse 1：
You ain't followin' the leader
Less you follow with me
It's willie d, motherfucker
Eternally to say,
That i'm a loud-mouth nigga with an attitude
Intimidation, fuckin' with a man
Never seen a badder dude
I'm rather lude
My condom sucked
But i don't give a fuck
Now nigga, nigga what
Opposition so frightend that they vrim a shadow
Hot sluts in the muggship creep without a paddle
I'm ready willin', and able to pull a bullet in your navel
If you got beef bring it to the table
I'm unstabile, look in my eyes
It's showin' death
Fuck right, i go on livin'
Wanna see a mil, before i'm killed
Get a house on the hills if it's god's will
Why niggas gotta cry an o.g
Better motherfuckers die before me
Bye, bye
There's a better place for gangbangers
I take you there
I like the motherfuckin' stablesingers
My itchy finger says fuck it and i squeeze the trigger
Watchin' i be the one to splat this ho-ass nigga
I ain't feelin'
Chorus：
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
5th ward die for us
Ride for us
Killa cali die for us
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Cleveland die for us
Ride for us
Street port die for us
Verse 2：
Ride for us, die for us
With a .45 like drive and bust
Hide and duck, fuck him up
Live and stuffed
When the blinds is up
I'm on some mo'
Grindin' though, switch it up
Bust, we makin' that shit from one way 5 and up
Time's up, playin' life with us
Your wife get fucked and bucked, pay the price for us
An other one bites the dust
Feds don't frighten us
Niggas doin' life for us
Fuckin' die in us
So the cops lyin' us
We us use the bottom white stuff from the colombians
Now the cia's supplyin' us
The fbi is eyein' us
Peruvian flake
We buy it up
When the droubt hit
We highin' up
The prices in life is this nicest
On my rolex, turkey like dicess
Cv devices, slide in a white six with like tits
Spit that mafia life shit
The crimeboss let nines off
You niggas better be tearin' mines off
Motherfucker ask willie d
And scarface
How that nigga yuk, buck 'em up
Leave 'em in they car laced
With bullet fragments all in they body
Caught him the trafic
That nigga plastic
Be fuckin' fagets
Chorus：
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Chi-town die for us
Ride for us
D.c. die for us
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
New orleans die for us
Ride for us
Detroit die for us
Verse 3：
I got a chest full of drama
Ruff rider, nigga
Back off 'for i bomb ya
Alarm ya
Black knight in shinin' armor
Fuck y'all niggas
We rollin' like the car stolen
Wide open, hoo-bangin'
2 things are on blastin'
Traffic thick as a basket pop
I don't blast this
Fully automatic
All up in ya
Still i continue
To serve niggas on the menu
Feel up to vin you
Geto boys sellin' it down
Ain't real without a doubt
You burn it out
Movin' you niggas
Provin' you niggas
I ruin you niggas
I'm cruisin you niggas
Doin' you niggas, don't do niggas
Who is you niggas
Uh, they rifles
Live bowl, take yo ass bush with 9 holes
Side holes get switched these
Bitch please
It's g.b. from the wound till the tomb
Eternally you see
Chorus：
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Texas die for us
Ride for us
Minnesota die for us
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga get 'em up
Hit 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Ghetto mob die for us
Ride for us
St. louis die for us
Verse 4：
The sun rises in the east
And sets in the west
But i'm down with that south,
With an s on my chest
It's that loced down key cocaine
To bring the pain
＞from that menace to society
Better known as caine
It's that motherfuckin' thug shit
I'm bustin' slugs shit
Young and schoolboy
I'm becomin' a drug dealer
In the streets of that west
I wouldn't settle for less
Until i got my hands on that smiff and that wes
Niggas try to swollow me
It's all about survival, g
Fuck these bitch niggas
It's off some trouble, g
I blow 'em in the wind
And then i sell again
I pack a 9 milli
Cause that's my best friend
Niggas, i done told ya
Blow 'em up like dohja
Your momma couldn't keep ya
So i ain't tryin' to hold ya
I'm a motherfuckin' menace
Give me a life sentence
Picture it ain't over
Untill the nigga finish
With that motherfuckin' thug shit
Bustin' slugs shit
I'm straight from the west
Home of that crip and blood shit
Where niggas die at day
Niggas die at night
Niggas die whenever
It seems the time is right
These soldiers play for keeps
3.Livin' 4 The Moment
Picture me broke and disgusted, livin like a fuckin bum
Raggedy clothes, not knowin where my next meal comin from
I want the american dream like dusty rolls
Got my eyes on paper, fuck these musty hoes
Foes die slower than an aids patient
To a tombstone my enemies lead chasin
The police wanna see me in an early grave
But i ain't trippin on em muthafuckin pearly gates
Ways to get a nigga 'fore he get me
Always keep my 'stola with me
Never beg for my life if they muthafuckin hit me
Face, are you with me？ (hell yeah)
The d.e.a. tryin to put me in a jail cell
(hell yeah) but i refuse to be locked up
(hell yeah) give me a quart of ki rocked up
(hell yeah) money and murder, that's my motto
I take my chances in the ghetto, fuck the lotto
I live my life for the moment, fuck tomorrow
Still kill, beg, borrow
Money is power
Rocks is powder
Glock in trousers
Block is ours
Sold flour
Hood sours
Crime towers
Scream louder
Bein broke got a muthafucka focused on the wrong things
Livin illegal, armorin the regal with gold danes
Twistin muthafuckas up, killin em even quicker
Niggas on a suicidal mission to get the scrilla
Anybody peeler, i'm still a homicidal killer
Mob with gorillas, servin the fiends smokin chillers
And i'm - so high - that i - can touch the sky
Above the fallin rain
Let me explain, in these streets no pain
Murder your partner if he crosses you, nigga, do your thing
It's a struggle for position in this cold dark world
Survival of the realest geto boys and girls
So what you waitin on, get your muthafuckin ranks
And your muthafuckin bank, serve your muthafuckin hank
And your dank, i don't think the sun don't shine
In 1999 - so grind
Ain't no sense in dyin without a dime
Listen to the muthafuckin rhymes
Day dark, walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear nothin
We all gotta die of somethin
Don't blame me if i capitalize
Give me the dope and lock me up if i happen to rise
Despise any human that ain't a substance to my lifestyle
Put me out my mysery, i might smile
Why plan the future when everyday there's a new opponent
I'm livin for the muthafuckin moment, dmg, get on it
Well i, nigga, i come to ride
Down for the southside
Drive by your community
I'm doin him, we bombin
Droppin on your muthafuckin squadron
Heartless, bring these muthafuckas rigor mortis
For the moment, ？？？ bonin, who want this？
Come on and let me know you really, really want it
I'm here, now for life, straight up and down, mangler
？？？ strangler, hang you up
Niggas get smoked like herb
Inner cities to suburbs
Word em up, fuck em up, tired of bein flat
With nothin but these clothes on my back
(no scratch) fuck that with the middle finger
I'm tryin to turn my grass greener
And fertilize my pocket size - for the moment
4.Niggas Ain't Doin' Shit
5.Eye 4 An Eye
(scarface talkin')
(scarface ＆ willie d)
And i ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that
A young nigga in the hood i grew up in
Fightin a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these niggas go for bad when they lose friends
Gettin impossible to top all the loosed ends
My homeboy lost his sista in a carry
He's still alive but through her eyes he done saw her death
And when he came he was violent
And when he left she was silent (silent)
No other way left to describin
You tellin niggas keep they heads up you fool you
When they killin niggas like they used to
And ain't no muthafuckin body fightin back
Pretty soon they gon be hangin blacks (why？)
Cause niggas won't react we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tomb for tomb do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot
(chorus #1)
Lockin low standin at the end of the road
Glocks explode you muthafuckas reap what you sow
Lock the doors ain't nobody leavin alive
At the end of the line we gotta die
(chorus2)
That's why we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tomb for tomb
Do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot
Lockin low standin at the end of the road
Rob and blew
You ride 4 me i ride 4 you
(verse 2)
And when you pop them muthafuckas
You pop them bitches till they stop bleed
I'm coming through and my glock leaps
And they stop breathin
You tell his muthafuckin mama：'stop grievin'
Cause we're not leavin
Until she know how to feels to lose a loved one
Muthafuck' a redneck race
(fuck that nigga let's slug one nigga)
Tied the bitch by his ankles to the back of a truck
Rag his ass till his body parts whip to fuck up
(chorus #1)
(verse 3)
That's why i'm keepin my peace of mind
Poverty destruction to be destroy
Everything that they'd touches
Leavin niggas on crunches
And the whole neighborhood in pain
We bow our heads and continue to pray
(chorus #1 + #2)
(verse 4)
You disrespect our community when you come around
Bitch fuck peace and the police
Until the bullshit cease it's a war in the belly of the beast
A neck-turner-learner
I keep my finger on the fuckin trigga
I ain't scared like these other niggas
Black life bein lost to you cannibal types
While you're fightin over animal rights
You cannibal wives
And cavitate 'em like they did do
And let em wroughtin the woods
Leave em sittin over burnt food
It's cold blooded
Cause we can't get a fair shot
We did in 20 years for dime rocks
Three strikes and shit for niggas and the rod doles
But painfully we're all overcomin
But ain't no muthafuckin singin
You want drama we can bring it
(willie d)
Look i'ma say this shit one time and one time only
We ain't against all white people
But we are against all white people that's against us
Fuck all you muthafuckas!!
(verse 5 ＆ chorus #1 + #2)
Fuck the jail cells
Fuck the chewing tobacco
Fuck the confederate flag
And fuck your militias
Your shotguns in the back of your pickups!
You cow-herdin, sheep-fuckin, horseback-ridin
Berefoot-walkin, tractor-drivin, trailer-parkin
Cousin-fuckin, nigga-jew-hatin
Redneck racist (you muthafucka!!)
You muthafuckas are unbelievable
Y'all talkin all that shit about go back to africa
You were'nt talkin all that shit when we was out there in them
fields sweatin
Pickin that cotton for y'all muthafuckin asses
Re-feel this muthafucka
We deserve just as much if not more
Prosperity then you hoes do
Angry white men
Who the fuck you angry with
You should be angry with your muthafuckin self
Because we don't own corporate america
Y'all do
Corporated america is 70 % white male anglo saxon
Y'all run the muthafuckin
Y'all took the job lower these
You wanna be bad at somebody
Be mad at your goddamned self
But if you wanna get it on we can get it on muthafucka
Till the break of dawn you understand what i'm sayin
You wanna race war
We got it
I ain't scared to you muthafuckas
6.Bitches ＆ Ho's
No sooner than i walk in the club i'm gettin love from the
masses
Women admirin my baldhead and glasses
They makin passes, i see they asses, i'm gettin flirty
I got that liquor in my system plus i'm wild and dirty
In my pockets is tickets for the rockets
Million dollar nigga from the projects
I see no logic in niggas' hate when i ride past
My .45 sing lullabyes to they tired ass
See me, i be a candidate for bustin
Don't fuck around unless you ready for the repercussions
Baby blushing, she drives a benz, but i handle em all
Sophisticated as fuck, and she ain't wearin no drawers
I met the broad in the parking lot, riding a 'stang
Pulled her way up to her parking spot, the escalade
She hesitated for a minute, then she finally stopped
When she seen a nigga hollerin at her ridin a drop
Out her car to my passenger side the bitch came
Say she in a hurry this time, but no thang
Here's the pager number, i can call at night
Rarely ever beeped a bitch, but this broad was tight
Better yet got the cellular number, she seemed changed
Diamonds 'bout the size of a dime, and these thangs
Tend to to em open, no question and one reason
That diamonds be a girl's best friends, so i treat them
Like bitches
These bitches i be doin in, hoes i be screwin, and
If she talk about her friends, then i probably flew em in
What's a man troublin, like fuckin in a bubble benz
With her hair in the wind, sittin up from the rim
Gettin ？？？？, plenty room, it was in the month of june
I was on promotional, she was into trickin dudes
I'm no dude, or no guy, but i can fuckin get you high
I won't tell you any lie, i don't play with any mind
She know about the l-o-t and how we roll
She know about the l-o-t and say we all cold
We can keep this on the we-know, we meet back in rio
My bitch and my ho, my half-black philipino
You know
Come on
7.Why U Playin
Ain't no sense in you bullshittin
What the fuck is you sayin？
You know the way that we do niggas
So what the fuck is you playin？ (2x)
Get yo hands up, you see this nigga on a come-up
Walk into this bitch with a gun up in your sto-mach
Now point me to the nigga with the seven figures sittin
Assumin that nobody can hit him, i've come to get him
I'm starvin, it's 3 o'clock in the mornin
Wakin you up out your sleep without a warnin
Good morning, i come to get you for your digits
Oh, see this forty cal in my hand, she finna get it
Nobody speakin, don't blink, i probably think somebody reachin
You make a move, i leave your body leakin all weekend
Take me to the safe, and i can get you for your bucks
Or i can shoot this muthafucka up, i don't give a fuck
You make the call for all of y'all
You can use your brains to think with, or i can leave em hangin
on the wall
What you do when a nigga come through with game too
Strictly for the nigga with scrilla and name you
A pastor will introduce you to this casket
Bullshittin me gon' get you blasted
We got the powers that move niggas
What the fuck is you sayin？
You know the way that we do niggas
So what the fuck is you playin？
We got the powers that move niggas
What the fuck is you sayin？
Nigga, i be crunk-crunk when it jump-jump
Leavin muthafuckas slump-slump
In a trunk-trunk, i pump-pump
Bullets into the flesh and leave you naked
Stop prayin for this muthafucka, he ain't gon' make it
You have to take it straight to his muthafuckin dome
If anybody come lookin for him, tell him he gone
Can't you see his muthafuckin eyes jumpin around
Can't you see his muthafuckin thighs humpin the ground
It's goin down, when times are hard i feel like this
Before i starve i'ma kill me a bitch
Shit, i want that muthafuckin dope and the cash
And i can take it out your pockets or your ass
Don't make me blast
The last way you wanna see me is disgruntled
Cause i shoot you in your muthafuckin face and leave you
horizontal
My .45 signfies who's boss
You play with me, i have your ass startin the news off
Close your fuckin mouth and keep your dicksuckers tight as a
gurtle
Don't turn this robbery into a murder
Unless you tired of livin, put your possession in my custody
My finger's itchy, don't you fuck with me
Wake your ass up and shove, nigga, good morning
Oh, what it's all about, doracell is in your home and
The pistol's in your mouth, nigga, and it's on and
I represent that south, nigga, i bring it on and
Muthafucka, make this shit a simple situation, give me the loot
？？？ your baby and that bitch, i'ma shoot, and that's the truth
My pistol piece up against the wig
I ain'ts to be up in this bitch for long, nigga, you dig？
You baby-sit？ nigga, i don't give a fuck
A nigga fresh out of prison, down on my luck
What's up, cold steel touchin on your dome
Excellent chrome about to roam through your home
Break yourself and i'm gone, it's all about the cheddar
Nigga, ain't no sense in frontin, fool's livin better
Nigga, plus i'm bigger, g.b.'s in this bitch
Know what i'm sayin？ i'm the muthafuckin man
8.Like Some Ho's
9.I Don't Fuck With You
Intro：
Flip flop ass niggas
Ah yeah
Geto boys and outlawz
Recognize the mob nigga
I don't fuck with you
So put your hands on me
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
I don't fuck with you
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty motherfuckers
That you thought was cool
Do you know me
I don't fuck with you
I know what's happenin' with that
All the hoes
Let me take y'all niggas back to this incident
Verse 1：
Nigga you full of shit
Bitch now what is this, trick
Some new shit
Straight from yo hottub piss
Nigga i don't do it
Fuck around here with you
Oh, i smell puke, do
That's on you, true
You hit's 'em hard dog
And ho went hard, thought
You betray hard, lord
You straight fraud, brought
Now on means, things stay out my face
You oughta play, like outta space
This niggas foul, runnin' off at the mouth
He talkin' loud, all of infront the crowd
Dog, i knew this nigga, what
We used to roll, roll
I saved his life, right
But he was shot at, trife
He burned his greed, deep
I spit his wig, shit
He met the gravedigger
Cause i'm the realest nigga
Chorus：
You niggas came here ridin' through
(i don't fuck with you)
Heard the lavish thing we do
(i don't fuck with you)
Shook a finger to my crew
(we don't fuck with you)
For suck a dick until you blew,
Cause we don't fuck with you
Hey bitch, you like the things we do
(i don't fuck with you)
Scared if i hit you, you might sue
(i don't fuck with you)
You swear you gang can bang a new
(i don't fuck with you)
But best keep doin' the shit we do,
Cause we don't fuck with you
Verse 2：
Now everytime is see you ass
I see the bitch in your eyes
And what a lie
Ain't no surprise
Now you fuck with that sign
It's a cold thing,
You got the game fuck up
Brown nose and every other nigga rich,
Like a broke bitch
Excuse me miss, yeah you
You need to sit with me piss
I'ma get rich,
While you stuck in that fuck shit
Thug shit is what claim and bang
And never change
While you change
Suckin' and fuckin' for everyday
Verse 3：
Yeah, i see some niggas come and go
With a fifth of hennesy to show
When we toss hoes, we share hoes
And niggas be frontin where the clothes go
(？)
What you spinnin' like young po
You hang around with the studio time
But nigga, what the fuck is you here fo'
Can you listen, please
So you got your glock, laid squeeze
Try like i could fuck with you
Or i have to bomb on you
Put it with your punk-ass
No heart, no light, no bitch and no care
You some bad boy killers
When we see y'all niggas snatch cash
Chorus：
Verse 4：
These billy-teen-ass niggas,
Pullin'-scheme-ass niggas
Fiend-ass niggas,
Shootin'-dream-ass niggas
I mean, why anybody sound like pac nowadays
But switch it up, be on way
Y'all gay-assed on anything
Stay tuned to the saga
Drama bring karma, karma bring charges
Whipin' y'all
Completely all the job did
Darkness, fuck y'all shit
Cause we the hardest
Nasty new street regardless
So ease out you nuggets, faget
Verse 5：
Beg down, i truck a young bug
Don't get it fucked up
Hit the strip, get a grip nigga
And blow some shit up
Talk fast and all ass, nigga
You ain't got no nuts
Don't trick yourself out your life
You need to hide in the cup
What's up
Come on holla at your boy, real quick
I swallow hard times,
And make it come out when i piss
Nigga pop pass the mack and i ain't black
Picture that
The same nigga that'll die for you
When you fall get your back
It's me, drunk as can be,
In your bitch ass
Singin' ？stagalee？
Worry free on your bitch ass
Blast back, ask that,
Snap back like some whiplash
Young cash is black packed
Slap your rap with a big guess
Chorus
10.Do Yo Time
11.Free
Intro：
Geto boys
(g.b.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Free from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters
Verse 1：
So many problems that exist in my world today
When i'm deceased, i want my little baby girl to say
That he was real
He loved me with all his heart
He loved mama too
Even though they sometimes fought
A young nigga in the ghetto
With plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the police
And many of fiends
At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's hard to have morals and values
When you're starvin'
Abused, misused, and plus a bad dresser
Nobody ever told me i was special
I put a gang of tears in my mamma's eyes
But she died
Before i got a chance to apologize
It hurts to see my baby sister feeling the pain
It hurts to see my baby brother still in the game
Ain't nothin' change but my finances
I still be stressed
All these motherfucking worries got a nigga depressed
I'm just tired
Every night, i pray to jesus, rescue me
＞from the poverty, hate, racism and diseases
So the lord said
He prepared a place for me
And when he do that
I'ma be free, yeah
Chorus：
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free
Verse 2：
Now as i walk around in my drawers
Outside smoking weed while i scratch my balls
I'm reminsing on my homies who been lock tight
Or got light
Behind trying to feed their family one night
It's not right
Suppose you watch your mamma suffer
Cause ain't another
Her kids trying they off they ass
It's gettin' rougher and tougher
By all means nigga get your cream
Stop storming what they calling this american dream
And why you looking up for a role model
You be your model
Look who we follow
Niggas forgot about the problem
And single parent upbringings
We doing bad on our ass
Nigga fuck singing
How you gonna tell me to keep it positive
And growing up i didn't have a pop to give
So these mother fucking streets is where i gots to live
Fuck what you saying 'bout me
I'm sittin'on a couple g's and smoking weed
I'm free
Chorus：
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free
I wanna be free
Gettin' tired of waitin'
I gotta be free
Verse 3：
Nobody understands me but me
It used to bother me at first
But now my conscience is free
I ask the lord to give me strength
And bless the hood
And keep these fake motherfuckers out my life for good
Knock on wood
I'm still here through all these trials and tribulations
Tryin' to make it
Shit, a lot of niggas couldn't take it
My girls hate it
When i go to clubs and stay out late
She think i'm fucking around with hoes
Gimme a break
Get off my case
Can i be committed to you
And ride 'round without feelin' tied down
Damn girl, i catch enough hell on the streets
When i come home
I want some tender lovin' and peace
No one can take your place, you my ace
I dig your jealously boo
But sometimes i need my space
I keep you laced
Like you won the lottery see
But god damn i gotta be free
Chorus：(2x)
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free
I wanna be free
Gettin' tired of waitin'
I gotta be free
12.Thugg Niggaz
Thugg niggaz
Ha-ha-ha
Callin all thugg niggaz
(callin all thugg niggaz)
This shit is for y'all
Worldwide
Just like geto boys
(geto boooys!)
I know y'all niggas gon' feel this shit right here
(g.b.!)
We're goin through the same thing
Weapons bein loaded and cocked, bodies drop
Ghetto niggas, they hang on the corner sellin rocks
Fuck the cops, they brutalize the poverty-stricken
Institutional racism prevalent in prisons
Quick decisions are made with precisions of blood-spill
Gotta make a mill, got a house on the hill
Protect my grill, and avoid gettin killed
Now if i land on the concrete with bloody pants
Lord please, give your homeboy a second chance
Baby need a new pair of shoes, and a college fund
My p.o. wanna know how i got a gun
I'm in the presence of my enemies like in the bible
Will i see heaven if i murder these fuckin rivals？
I'm havin nightmares of niggas' final cries
If i die today, will i be idolized？
I gives a fuck, if you dwell from the east to west
As long as you feel the south, nigga, you can bet
I got...
Nothin but that gangsta shit to my thugs
Puffin on a gang of shit smokin luv
Niggas gangbang and shit, rub-a-dub
No matter what you claim and shit, throw it up (2x)
Lord, see me, to the last year, my islamic roots
Forgive me what i past did, hustlin for loot
Pass the casket, lookin at my friend in basket
Touch him with my lips, feelin like he blasted
I never seen a man cry
But my lifestyle is fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next？
Read ghetto text： if you live by the sword
Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, i can't trust it, so i stay high
Six-time felony, no one can handle me
I'm constantly fuckin up my family
To the moms a casualty, i got love
But this a little gangsta shit, to my thugs
I be a muthafuckin thug till the day i die
Called in this world to be a rider, so i'm ridin high
My blood-shot eyes coincide with my frame of mind
Forever mobbin with my niggas from offa both sides
It's g.b. family, fuck y'all bitch-mades
We in the game to run the whole thang
Return and leave from a to z
Bonafied thug in my blood, part of the ghetto
Niggas runnin when i'm up in meadow
I'm black devil with the shovel when i'm near, nigga
Don't fear, nigga, this is war in yo ear, nigga
Right here, nigga, real niggas
Representin thugs, we all action
We body-baggin (body-baggin) and toe-taggin
Your reaction is flatline, no pulse
Straight killers, thugg niggaz with no heart
And that's how that shit go, nigga
We ain't gon' never stop doin this shit
I know them muthafuckas can't stand it
When them goddamn geto boys come hot
Cause we gotta represent niggas all over the muthafuckin world
We got geto boys all over the world
And that's why we always break shit down
To the muthafuckin smallest compound
Nigga, you fuck with us
You hoes'll get mugged, drugged
We ain't havin no muthafuckas down in the fuckin front row
Gettin kisses and hugs
Nigga, that's how we doin that shit
Down south, muthafucka
Get em up, nigga, buck-buck, represent yo shit
Smokin weed got you fucked up, now you niggas hit
Fuck with me, nigga, what's up talkin all that shit
Now we face to face, muthafucka, who you with？
Ain't nobody got your back now, you in trouble
Oh, he know how to act now, huh？ we in double
Always sickin out and stomp out, nigga gettin nervous
And that stutterin in your voice, pal, that's gon' get your
service
Ain't no muthafuckin game, nigga, disrespect
Remember the next time that bullshit gon' get you x-ed
Do yo thang, but don't you ever trick
Don't you ever switch, if you get caught, then don't you ever
snitch
If you do, you'se a bitch, full of shit
Lots of holes in ya
Pop a hole in a hoe nigga
13.They Bitches
The heavy hitters from the hou, tex, back in effect
Even rougher than ever, what the fuck did you expect？
The g.b. to apologize？
For never givin a fuck？
Hittin muthafuckas up？
Still the rawest in this street thing, i read things
Stayin high as a fuck in a bentley bumpin sweet thing
And we came to reincarnate the real
Hardcore gangsta shit for y'all still
Goin insane, puttin a bullet in your brain
Leavin you shocked, fuckin the world like pac
Settin niggas up like puerto-ricans to stop breathin
Cause destiny caught up with yo ass and got even
And i'm seein your whole family ripped apart
Follow in the steps of a nigga with no heart
I'm suicidal, manic depressive, seekin guidance
I speak to shrinks every week, must inquire
They lyin, on the verge of settin off the war
Fuck the police (dump them bitches in they car)
Cause the police is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The police is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
Kkk, they bitches
Die muthafucka, die muthafucka, die muthafucka
Die muthafucka, that's the message
To the bitches in the white dresses
I got some shit to make the room rock
If you don't wanna feel the pain, you keep your asses in the
boon docks
Dumb muthafuckas with your pick up trucks
Gave muthafuckas jammin sticks up butts
I shoot your asses in the guts and leave your brains on the
windshield
You muthafuckas shoulda been killed
Murder-murder-murder, kill a muthafucka still
Watchin the military blowin bitches up at will
On the brink of startin world war iii, fuck peace
Cause to me an a to a k spells relief
Blow this muthafucka up, fuck sadam
Sneak up on his ass with a rifle, fuck a bomb
Remember 'nam？ niggas got killed in desert storm
When the well being of my kids is at stake i'm alarmed, heavily
armed
Muthafuck the judge, the jury and the prosecutor
Diverted juda, i smoke buddah and roll with shooteres
War recruiters, the type of niggas that'll run you down
Pistol whip you in front of your family and gun you down
With no compassion niggas be blastin and blastin
And blastin, like ？？？ niggas be passin
We mashin on muthafuckas tired of breathin
Niggas get even, leavin your loved ones grievin
Fuckin with heathens, the graveyard be your residence
I don't give a fuck if you the goddamn president
It's evident, i'm a survivalist
Two in the back of the head is what my rivals get
Child molesters, i hate them muthafuckas, let's kill em
？？？ for fuckin with our children
Blood-spill-em along with the deadbeat dads
We needs to straight check they ass
Cause they bitches
The police is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The police is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
Kkk, they bitches
14.Big Faces
15.Gangsta(Put Me Down)
They love me
They say now pass the ganga to the left hand side
Filppin in the range rover blowing past the one times.
Hit me with the (whoop whoop)
Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
Spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride
Got a loaded 45 inside
That keep for protection when i'm riding by
My smith and wesson got a scope too
And i may have caught a body on it
For those who get just know somebody want it
They only ？？？？？
To know that you ain't done shit
But still you got them haters in your business
I'm paraniod she's blowing my high
And she knew that i was buzzin from the red in my eye
Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on the source
Then what the fuck you stopping me for？
And she said
Gangsta ow
Put me down, now
Gang-sata put me down
Now, ow
So i gave her my cellular number and told her call me up
Beating on my dashboard hot than a fuck
Cause i done chunked a half a square thinkin 5-0 jocking trying
to jam me up
I continue on my mission to my grandma''s house
Hollering at my homeboy who just got out
What's up let's roll
Get you some clothes
Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes.
Lets go
Made to the mall hoes thick
Listenting to pac saying that's the shit.
Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue
Telling me she like what i do
And the hoe was like
Willie d's rollin on these
In a drop top a-z-u-r-e
With the knock, knock banging listening
To a song my nigga face singing
Eardurms just a ringing, my homey brining
A couple of honies to the hideaway
We gone fuck these hoes and straight ride away
Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep
We rolling to the baby johnson fight a 100 niggas deep
Ain't bringing sand to beach
I got my eyes on some freak ass broads
And menage-a-trois
Never kiss and tell i keeps em horney as hell
And take my dick inside that pussy put it under a spell
Got more mail than the post office let me remind you
Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you
Freaky deaky, fready deaky deaky
When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask
16.Street Game
17.Retaliation
Suicide, it's a suicide...
Retaliation is a must
Leavin' opposition in the dust
In mob we trust, fuckin' with us gon' get your bust
It's a - suicide, it's a suicide
You will die, nigga, you will die
Just like your homeboy did
When we teed off on him
And since you want drama, we fend the weed off the corner
And when i ride
All these niggas better ride
So if you hoes got pride
Then bring your asses outside
And let me say your bad side
But don't you never let me see you sweat
I'm leaving motherfuckers silhouettes - wet
And you can take that as a treath
But i'ma make the promise
These nigga here is comin'
Sick enough to let to make a maggot vomit
With the intentions to retaliate
Illuminatin', then evacuate
Fuck the tear drops on the casket tops
Just open up with shots from the plastic glock
That leave your ass get got
It's all about gettin' even
Get them muthafuckas when you see 'em
Stop em from breathin
Retaliation
Look at all the heat that you're facing
15 niggas agg in your living room waiting
Passin out shit, bags
Click clacks - toe tags
We came and we kicked that ass
Who run this？ double-o-seven
Out of 17 and guaranteed to get eleven
I guess you think you're safe
Sorry that you did it
Hoe, it's too late
Bitch, you shouldn'ta did it
One by one niggas get they ass done
Pussy make me laugh, nigga, money make me come
Nigga set for life
All on this in pay-per-view
？callin？ shots make you call yo' whole fuckin' crew
We gotcha
I ain't playin with this one, pass the pistol
Warriors come out the play when we whistle
What's that sound？ is that them - in the background？
I let the mac clown and shut this whole set down
Rap-a-lot mafia's murderous circle
We kill em done, go get your guns
None survive when i scream the die-die
It's the mister from the free time the dum-dum
Retaliation is a must
Who in the fuck gave you muthafuckas the nuts
To try to buck
Wanna bust？ nigga what？!
It's dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, in the back is where the pistols pump
I lift em up, gives a fuck
I'm quick to bust
Hit 'em up, get 'em up
Once i send 'em up
Now ？？？ get enough of my gangsta stuff
Retaliation is a muthafuckin' must
I stumbled out the club ？？？？
Drunk as fuck
And plus my visions is blurry
My face swoll' the fuck up
Clothes all muddy
It was buddy
From last week who i got into that argument
With - came back with his click
Muthafuckas in some deep shit
And so they asses got to pay
Make my way to a pay phone and hit j.
'hey, i just got jumped on
I'm over here at ？？？
It's the mob that ？？ to the brain to the gathor
A few minutes later
I saw the muthafuckin' hummer
Here comes big chief
Mac-11, ready to bomb a
Cock suckers
？？？ niggas
Was gonna touch 'em
Muthafuck' the law
They ass went up, my nigga bust 'em
This is my biz
Kill 'em all
Don't leave no witness
Make you muthafuckas wishin' you wouldn'ta you done this
Handle your business
You violated my probation
Had to fry they ass like bacon
For fuckin' with me： retaliation!
18.Gun In My Mouth
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