Now my guess is true
Them thug life niggas is a bull
Everywhere we go
The niggas trippin' at the door
I want to dance with you
You can dance at the party and not get whipped
[Verse 2: Macadoshis & Rated R]
M: See the shit don't stop, my 9 goes pop
Your body drip-drop, throw that ass in a zip-loc
R: Now you've been hauled away in a body bag
Get your Sammy D said how your blood got sneeze me
M: Yo, you fuckin' with a thug, yo your ass gets plugged
With this hollow-point slugs with ya under the rug
R: That's why my deaf niggas don't play that shit
And thug life niggas be the craziest
M:
So when you think about fuckin' this, you better wear a vest
But it really don't matter, we ain't aimin' at your chest
R: Nah we blowing holes in your motherfuckin' skull
Make sure your ass is smoked, that's all the fat lady wrote
M: You heard that fat ***** sing when my shit went bang-bang
But it don't pay when I flaunt your brain
R: Nigga, ain't no plain cane brothers come no show in the casket
Git'n they ass kicked and blasted
It don't stop
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mopreme & Syke]
M: All I wanna do is try to Mac the hoes
Spend bank on things selling me a sponsor on my foes
It's like each and every one they got the look of death
I got my 9 nigga, don't be silly, watch your step
S: And pussies we crossing when my crew is flossing
Bitches we tossing, and niggas we crossing
It's like a murder rhyme when we hit your hood
It's all good, the punks, I wished you would
M: Wouldn't better to just corrolate what we bust
Instead of kickin' dust gets a press y'all from nuts
Cause ain't no herbs here and ain't no morgues
Beware of the water cause they full of sharks
S: But in every state, niggas perpetrate and test
Where I come from fools die for less
And thugs keep thuggin' 'til their casket drop
It's on 'till I die and the shit don't stop
[Hook x2]
Hmmmm. Lyrics about thug life. How many Black kids from single parent homes listen to crap like this?