thuggin since back in 91 to O1. no fun but thugassfuk

silence my mouth you got two for the dome atlanta yea backdown to the savanna n wut wut yup yup back to tampa $$- hash the hits to tags ya the other yea go fuk my brothers and sisters and we blinded the night all the thug fight in the sight my might got ahell lotta people put they back2up the all in arms in the red blood we blood but fuck the racism in my hood or yours i say we sacrifice dont even get to asking na im just bustin position in on my own thinking fuk these one times better then redder not that fukn likely so up the in yo lil mikey wait to the day i see ya got u number go slumber for the rest go get yea tests pops the quiz im all bout my bizz like lil clone who oh bone thugs i used to let my mind entwined enshrined grind the thug line in my mind it double up the passion when i rockin blasting nyclear as the rush wen we bust in god go trust dust ashes to my dust to ashes 01 15 187 how the hell do thugs get to heaven one up way out mission in the thug riskin bussiness yea boy grab ur earlobe im allover the globe so watch yo dome coliseum exposure inclosure source awards im with yea sony to xplod me in my four door double the expo so muthas be known wen im bak home bkny up n down the long island wylin stylin smashin with up the ante passion of the world so in my mind -rewind entwined fuck the one time fakes gold door rocker knocker copper blocker & this is for my family up ny thats right that sight the city in my eyes mind wen i studio time double up the thug smashing world tour n im the score. galore. fuk the whores they just fake as these copper plated si so outdated the faded rated pac in my mind biggie right the next to x coolio eazye get me my ideas my vissions they be hella influenced by my homie thigs be hella missin mission in action missing get me my thig up intentions to all my dead homies the two second to mention use be to fukin buckin missing. rip amen im starvein and very much the hardest thing since rock hit the scene na mean. took it by storm fuk up the intentions swerving the source awards and viben all about me n my thugged tribe we wested always rested nevr scared n vested we just the brokest of the situation shit to intent to reverse that situation fuck any and all try to stop our broke ass hearts I'm comin from hell on earth most punks wish my hood got bulldozed and rebuilt over the matchbox cheap ass fates for the hard thigs on the hoodest it aint all good dont have me hopping over the gated community u be too scared looking like the dogg pound or dr .or longbeach thugs come on playin ill be filleeting straight up the ocean spray to they face blown out back to big bang the gang and the thang is im just to broke to care bout me futures endeavors im tired of the wealth of the earth act like they special above us all but we grinding day in out for we are just cogs on they wagon wheels up my song if u can understand my fault with the bitch the ritch im quick to blast but na no stitching for the ritchin left em bitching wishing the Denver general could save em lol at ne sec the track eject the reject hope it i have ur hand in or im rushing up after you rich punk bitches and u one times im not you and you not me.