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INTRO: Willie D
Thugg
Ha-ha-ha
Callin all thugg
(Callin all thugg )
This s**t is for y'all
Worldwide
Just like Geto Boys
(Geto Boooys!)
I know y'all gon' feel this s**t right here
(G.B.!)
We're goin through the same thing
VERSE 1: Willie D
Weapons bein loaded and c*cked, bodies drop
Ghetto , they hang on the corner sellin rocks
fk the cops, they brutalize the poverty-stricken
Institutional racism prevalent in prisons
Quick decisions are made with precisions of blood-spill
Gotta make a mill, got a house on the hill
Protect my grill, and avoid gettin killed
Now if I land on the concrete with blood pants
Lord please, give your homeboy a second chance
Baby need a new pair of shoes, and a college fund
My P.O. wanna know how I got a gun
I'm in the presence of my enemies like in the bible
Will I see heaven if I murder these fkin rivals?
I'm havin nightmares of ' final cries
If I die today, will I be idolized?
I gives a fk, if you dwell from the East to West
As long as you feel the south, nigg*, you can bet
I got...
CHORUS: Doracell
Nothin but that gangsta s**t to my thugs
Puffin on a gang of s**t smokin luv
g*ngb*ng and s**t, rub-a-dub
No matter what you claim and s**t, throw it up (2x)
VERSE 2: Doracell
Lord, see me, to the last year, my islamic roots
Forgive me what I past did, hustlin for loot
Pass the casket, lookin at my friend in basket
Touch him with my lips, feelin like he blasted
I never seen a man cry
But my lifestyle is fear, sittin around watchin muth*fkas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2Pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, I can't trust it, so I stay high
Six-time felony, no one can handle me
I'm constantly fkin up my family
To the moms a casualty, I got love
But this a little gangsta s**t, to my thugs
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VERSE 3: DMG
I be a muth*fkin thug till the day I die
Called in this world to be a rider, so I'm ridin high
My blood-shot eyes coincide with my frame of mind
Forever mobbin with my from offa both sides
It's G.B. family, fk y'all b*tch-mades
We in the game to run the whole thang
Return and leave from A to Z
Bonafied thug in my blood, part of the ghetto
runnin when I'm up in meadow
I'm black devil with the shovel when I'm near, nigg*
Don't fear, nigg*, this is war in yo ear, nigg*
Right here, nigg*, real
Representin thugs, we all action
We body-baggin (body-baggin) and toe-taggin
Your reaction is flatline, no pulse
Straight killers, thugg with no heart
Willie D
And that's how that s**t go, nigg*
We ain't gon' never stop doin this s**t
I know them muth*fkas can't stand it
When them godd*mn geto boys come hot
Cause we gotta represent all over the muth*fkin world
We got Geto Boys all over the world
And that's why we always break s**t down
To the muth*fkin smallest compound
nigg*, you fk with us
You hoes'll get mugged, drugged
We ain't havin no muth*fkas down in the fkin front row
Gettin kisses and hugs
nigg*, that's how we doin that s**t
Down South, muth*fka
VERSE 4 Scarface
Get em up, nigg*, buck-buck, represent yo s**t
Smokin weed got you fked up, now you hit
fk with me, nigg*, what's up talkin all that s**t
Now we face to face, muth*fka, who you with?
Ain't nobody got your back now, you in trouble
Oh, he know how to act now, huh? We in double
Always sickin out and stomp out, nigg* gettin nervous
And that stutterin in your voice, pal, that's gon' get your service
Ain't no muth*fkin game, nigg*, disrespect
Remember the next time that bulls**t gon' get you x-ed
Do yo thang, but don't you ever trick
Don't you ever switch, if you get caught, then don't you ever snitch
If you do, you'se a b*tch, full of s**t
Lots of holes in ya
Pop a hole in a hoe nigg*
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