We Thugs (My Niggas) lyrics
Artist | Styles |
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Album(s) | A Gangster And A Gentleman |
Lyrics
F/ jadakiss, sheek
( Styles )
All for one, one for all
( Jadakiss )
This is motherfucking beautiful
Talk to 'em baby..
( Styles )
This for the cold d's that won't snitch
( Jadakiss )
For the murderers that won't miss
( Styles )
For the hustlers that'll front bricks
( Jadakiss )
For the hoodrats that want chips
( Styles )
For the stick-up kids creepin with they pump's ripped
( Jadakiss )
For lil' shorty with his rhyme books
( Styles )
Black girls going to school, carrying like 9 books
( Jadakiss )
For the hood niggas..
That go to work because parole, but they tryin to be good niggas
( Styles )
For all the poor mothers..
Thats always goin through the struggle, still screamin at the lord "love us"
( Jadakiss )
For the ghetto life..
For having to hold your medal tight lookin for a better life
( Styles )
For the family..
For if I'm rich you rich and that shit's a guarentee
( Jadakiss )
For the best of life..
For if I ride you ride the motherfucking rest of life
[Chorus: styles]
We thugs, my niggas
Ride to the death with my man cause I motherfucking love my niggas
We ghetto, my niggas
Any time, any place, we don't give a fuck we bust metal, my niggas
We gangsta my niggas
You oughta keep your mouth shut
Watch what you sayin cause we shank you, my niggas
We d-block niggas, we don't play games
We just hit you in your frame cause we pop niggas
( Jadakiss )
Aiyyo, yo, I'ma shed blood for mine, that's one ritual
( Styles )
That's how you keep the love unconditional
( Jadakiss )
That's why we the only one the thugs listen to
( Styles )
Bitches buy records but niggas do what bitches do
( Jadakiss )
I know a few dudes doin life bids in jail
( Styles )
And they way smarter then the white kids in yale
( Jadakiss )
But that how life is
( Styles )
And that how the gun and the knife is
( Jadakiss )
It's a shame but it's real when your enemies like ya
( Styles )
When ya come through and fishtail in hennesey viper
( Jadakiss )
Listen, it ain't the rappers it's the rats that worry me
( Styles )
Double r for life, d-block til they bury me
( Jadakiss )
Scared niggas shed off
Or stand in the back and aim they gat up in the air and..
( Styles )
Let off
( Jadakiss )
Througho niggas tear nigga head off, then let the blood keep drippin..
( Styles )
And just wipe the sweat off
( Chorus )
( Sheek )
Fuck with p, the thug'll come out
( Styles )
The slug'll come out
( Sheek )
You don't put in enough work, I got chu
( Styles )
No doubt
( Sheek )
They don't want sheek to wild
( Styles )
Betta cover ya child
( Sheek )
With two guns out the sun-roof..
( Styles )
Stop us now
( Sheek )
Who that kid?
Black mask on with the latch on, the ak
Swing on my shoulder like a louie bag
( Styles )
You get it in a hurry
( Sheek )
All up in your burberry
( Styles )
Through your assisstant
( Sheek )
You'll be set fucking kerntary
( Styles )
All y'all do me a favor..
( Sheek )
Walk with me
( Styles )
If you want money or drugs..
( Sheek )
Talk with me
( Styles )
Know I got my niggas my guns
( Sheek )
Now hawk with me
( Jadakiss )
Guess who? jada, p, and the sheek
( Sheek )
Three bricks
( Styles )
Three whips
( Jadakiss )
Three motherfucking ouies a week
( Styles )
Ten spots ot
( Jadakiss )
Two blew off late
( Sheek )
My niggas cop..
( Jadakiss )
Pop and talk, and we applying the pressure
( Sheek )
So when you address us..
( Styles )
It's boss..
( Jadakiss )
Boss..
( Sheek )
And boss
( Chorus )
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