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《Thugs R Us (Streets Is Watching/Soundtrack Version|Explicit)》歌词

Thugs R Us (Streets Is Watching/Soundtrack Version|Explicit)

[00:03:39] Them niggas really think that it's a game but it's not

[00:03:39] Niggas kept frontin', Brown got popped

[00:03:39] Word on life, word on my clique

[00:03:39] All a niggas really got in his life is his word and his dick

[00:03:39] And I stay true to them like both of them laws

[00:03:39] Niggas talk shit, my clique's not ridin' them dogs

[00:03:39] Niggas hate me 'cause broke and can't floss

[00:03:39] Yo, I cop coke, cook it up or buy it cooked already

[00:03:39] Like a '98 six, wild like a Chevy

[00:03:39] Yo, I floss now, look how much my jewels cost now

[00:03:39] I'm realizin' that you [unverified

[00:03:39] So both sides is hate, so it's mutual

[00:03:39] Beautiful, my guns make it shootable

[00:03:39] Shoot at you, send staff to clap you

[00:03:39] Yo, my name's Nori but only fam calls me 'Poppi'

[00:03:39] That nigga's homo like the cat who killed Versace

[00:03:39] Homo thug, yo, I shoulda know sooner

[00:03:39] My clique stay in jail like Robert Downey Jr.

[00:03:39] Like outlaw in the beacon, nigga, we can f**k wit niggas

[00:03:39] Think they live while y'all weaklings

[00:03:39] I'm from Iraq, play the cut, smoke mad trees

[00:03:39] Buy my own business, concentrate on my cheese

[00:03:39] Yo, the door lock, four knocks and one symbol

[00:03:39] I'm like '98 Live, you like Double Dribble

[00:03:39] Ay yo, thugged out, no rules, playin' the game

[00:03:39] Every man for hisself, just receivin' the pain

[00:03:39] It's like you tall, 21, no out, just go hard

[00:03:39] Rest in peace, I gotta say to Yammy and Taj

[00:03:39] It's like B*****s never learn, money to burn

[00:03:39] Yo, I'm leavin' like me and Nate

[00:03:39] (I'm leavin')

[00:03:39] Let me say this

[00:03:39] I used to rock to G U E with the S S

[00:03:39] Now I'm in the '98, black GS

[00:03:39] Golden with kid in my shit, on some full grits headlights

[00:03:39] Shit shine from Def Jam to Crown Heights

[00:03:39] Now my clique keep guns, time to fight

[00:03:39] Open the flip, on the star-tech and check the message

[00:03:39] Cock ten, Sprint phone's caught a deal

[00:03:39] What, one and the same like thugged out and Ill Will

[00:03:39] It's all real, still from Iraq