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    Romeo Must Die (Soundtrack) »

    Romeo Must Die (Soundtrack) Thugz текст песни

    Thugz

    (Performed by Mack 10 f/ Tha Comrades)
    1 — [Comrades]
    This is for my thugs
    Quick to throw slugs
    Never was, push and shove
    Gang bangin’ drug dealers
    Hoo-bangin’ mug {niggaz}
    Penitentiary love {niggaz}

    Repeat 1

    [Mack 10]
    I was raised Q-S’ing, shootin’ through your vest and
    Quick to redrum and hit water when I’m stressing
    Was set, and if I don’t, they know who done it
    Cuz out of bound {niggaz}, they get killed on the 400
    Killa ki’s off blood, no debatin’ or contemplatin’
    I got a stock 64 that’s waitin’ on these Dayton’s
    So trip if ya wanna, catch ya slippin’, you’se a goner
    And respect the street signs next time you’re bankin’ corners

    [Comrades]
    Do what I say once, don’t make me say it twice
    Just give me what I want and everything’ll be alright
    I’m gettin’ it while the gettin’ is good
    And if you was in my shoes, I know that you would
    I got expensive habits, I’m buyin’ bud by the pound
    Since dub S-C D, everybody wanna be down
    We hoo-bangin’ on the white and the blue collars
    We rollin’ Benz-o’s and Lex-o’s by the dollars

    Woo woo, blue flag tied on my face
    In a twin turbo Porche with a glock in my waste
    Woo woo, if it’s a problem we gon’ squeeze ’til empty
    We used to flip it on T, but now we flip it on ?
    Woo woo, ain’t no {nigga} harder than me
    Hit the yard harder than me, got the yay harder than me
    Woo woo, thug {niggaz} rule the earth
    We on The Source in Dickies throwin’ up the turf

    Repeat 1
    Repeat 1

    [Mack 10]
    I know how to do things one way, and that’s illegal
    Pullin’ two ? and murders out a primed gray Regal
    I was taught to get in and out, do what I do fast
    Sigh, call up that {bitch} dog, and hit rub on they ass
    Next week I’m in Vegas like Dan Tanna, and I
    Wipe my finger prints off with my bandana
    Make sure it’s all clean, then fled the scene
    I keep it cold blooded, mean
    And do it all for the green

    [Comrades]
    ?? system, mine’s control
    Pockets on swole and I’m fresh off parole
    It ain’t no limit to my mashin’
    I got weed, caviar, and money in my stash
    And laughin’, blastin’ wit my foot on the gas
    And movin’ fast and it’s all about the cash
    And havin’ cheddar, with that 23rd letter
    Nobody do it better, you know better, you do better {nigga}

    Get around in the penitentiary
    Born in, drinkin’ Hennessy (cousin)
    But he no kin to me (cousin)
    But he friend to me
    Down since elementary, with {niggaz} with tattoos
    Kidnapped moves and jack moves, crack rules
    In the urban area, servin’ crackers with ready rock
    Bassheads plague in every spot cuz it’s very hot
    In the ghetto, we’re wetter, we’re rockin’ Karate like Mister Miaki
    Afford Gionni Versace, and wide bodies with the V’s on ‘em
    Chromes with G’s on ‘em, she’s on the left cuz he’s on ‘em
    Some say that I’m loc’d and I’m wild
    Because I made my bread with coke and a smile



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