(talking)(popeye) Don't real niggas die, in god we return, but respect the real though, feel that Chorus: Young Thugs You better watch your back
Ghetto Commission), Popeye) (talking)(popeye) Don't real niggas die, in god we return, but respect the real though, feel that Chorus: Young Thugs
Vertaling: C-Moord. Jong Thugs.
business, you just never know - (Lil' Kim): SHUT THE FUCK UP! Who the fuck want war? Fed-Ex beef straight to your front door. It'll be a murder scene
wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Illuminati Fuck the D.E.A. and the F.B.I. I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C. Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga
your run with this thug life, ooh/ And I can feel your pain, young thugs; Stay focused/ Cauze we can get this money, young thugs/ Even though the end
This is for my thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas This
a crash course chase of death (yeah, death) Still thuggin on the streets (yeah) Cause we the last ones left [verse 3 - mac mall] I take this thug shit
a black Lex in a yard Talk a lotta Ra Ra, ya gonna murder me You got the wrong conspiracy, this ain't Kennedy Jealousy get ya no where wit Lady C You
I peep thugs have drugs to sell you Don't fuck wit the L U N I Z, that's what they tell you Peep the murder we wrote, we roll with C note And Noo-Trybe
(Lil Keke) [talking] Most anticipated Texas Mixtape nigga. Young Don you know what im sayin? I been gettin money. Lil C, keep stackin nigga. 1-2-3-4.
night and every day hotels of foul play Turns fatal when this hostile land of AK's On any date not wait to pump them rounds The reminder, it's a murderer
) Wild out (What?) Wild out (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, I can't hear you, c'mon) Wild out (If ya find ya nigga cheatin', let's go girls, c'mon now) Wild out
wide mob figgaz We got niggaz on the front line living it up We got ladies in the back street giving it up Ain't nothing but a thug thang (Thug thang
