[Chorus: Thug war, fights in streets, the drug store Money is power, me your's, we break laws Faggot cats claiming crooks Soon I'ma him up, his mans and them too Yo, bag him up, him up Doing this do or die lifestyle for 50 g's, keys to free their grandson Run but you hide, rich is what we long for You get your wig split back, in this thug war
Peace to those men who do crimes ande never arrested Project with guns start to run shit Coming the streets, gum on long dick Get strong-armed for baggage, it's tragic, Vietnam shit all you cats up in a long wiz Out-of-towners, proper father, you know the song, bitch Thug war, jet-black kick in your drug store Cook off this table, the is what we came for Aim for, lay down boy, this ain't no war Cause me to smack all faggots, your chains off Thugs spending half of your cabbage on a Rov' Change clothes, switch me to de-stained blow Chopping while we spread up you nosey Kidnap and capture bums, we I'm saying, "Fuck the rapping", since I was a kid, I it happen On blocks packing, get them, jacking acting Watch me snatch them up, $100,00 ransom, no Front doors, tell your mans, panic, open the drug stores
Heavenly words spoken, promises were broken As they blood-suck the sun, we manifest these tokens Hail enterprise, complete and gritty wise guys wiz kids, prescribe them as philosophy baptizes Look at snake eyes, as a pastor's bubble eye Imagine this, guns clapping, like precussions of action Why the sand in the hour elapsing Camel-backed get smacked with rusty masks Preaching that God spook, Napolean remains Cast were burning nostrils, ruger on your tonsils A prophecy, currency, state of emergency I link with rich cats who's pockets stay Like Diamond Back, mocassins that raid ancient Stinging sensation, with 7 bundles Raw element, U.S./Russian 15 for half a crest, them lord's sniffing Yo, back to the massacre, bloods courted in Anatomies get fractured, Sampson was By Philli-stinians, lesson's on in millenium 80 cowards, 4 devils, them less Benjamins Peace to men, Jews with snowflakes spinning Rip camera sins, tropical blew my fellings in We're jungle chameleons, some be 9 men Creep like centipedes, snatch stacks up silly men Cursed by the wicked gin, peepers blue-fenced To my nested kin, I leave Japanese yams What? What?
[Joe Innocent on some the 5th shit Criminal lifestyle, Allah, the intrickit Rott rocks from rocks, in state tots See starilize me, seeing poppy in a Casa Lopi Don't to persue me, Soloman, the dominant on dot, your man, Crime Syndicate Shine like white fine on fickel-plated Frequently cave us for selling dead birds in cages So, I'm sick, touch my caliber Cock, malice like Gallagher, your whole calender Fuck, who got stamina to last, I him dead-ass with lead in his ass, caught in the Sexy niggaz get sodomized, the wicked eyes Villains got my baptized Mafioso, scenarios, the poser Foggy survivalists rott cats in 38 convo, a 3rd on my torso When exposed, my snuff busts all foes So, what the you suppose happened? For calling me out, fuck We gun clapping, the shooter It be the case with the ruger And left the prosecuter on the Thai ruler Son, my five graphics, jiggy was drafted In thug war the shit drastic, you bastard
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