You wanna see me, nigga put some on because run up in ya fuckin face, its too late, to try to run and try to get try clearing ya vision cause thats straight; you in the of Leatha face, the average mutha fuckin thug, had to spit if for fun bad witta gun, so run run run, but its just that slugs comin and you'll be done done,
we even get started lovin the war its the art of it,
and bomb your shit, before you even we the niggas with the problem witcha, mista sawed off, nigga bow and kiss this, click click, wassup! what you niggas wanna do get the fuck up! muthafuckas shoulda put my name in they mouth,
but ima get it out when i buck, and you explode!
ya ya neck connection no mo, hit tha flo, nigga never realize until been showed, cause been told,
time after time and still actin like they dont know, so you roll, dont get blowed away and away, in a box up under dirt,
nails in tha just to be safe, how we play,
down with the dirty time we do it im tha nigga with a gold tec and ill use it so be choosy and be stupid, walk into it, when you see the rollin by yall betta move it, now i excuse me, dont make me bust a and come back with tha uzi, turn the scene a movie, and you the first nigga dead for the credits even up,
i play tha in the picture and you know im gon getcha cause its my script, duh and produced by me, the original t-h-u-g, when you in the dictionary for the meaning of thug, muthafuckas should see me
now did ya see me? (did ya see me?) nigga do ya feel it? (do ya it?) if im rapping and im singin bout a nigga gon 'im, gon kill 'im, it and let me hit it,
i bust it at a fuckin nigga right at him with a or a lyric, now you up in the middle of the crossfire, and now ya life's in danger, get him his neck with some barbwire,
um watch'em dangle, you can run and hide but we covered angle, the bullets fly niggas bodies
get mangled.... mangled... mangled....