Book Of Thugs Chapter Ak Verse 47 lyrics

[Verse 1: Money Mark]

It`s hard for a nigga just to breathe in the
streets
Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets
Nigga`s bleeding in
the streets
So I don`t go, unless I`m chillin` on the low with my middle
finger up
And I`m ridin` for Buddy Roe
Cause he jammed in it
My dog got
slammed in it
I even lost Bam in it, wait a damn minute
This the street
life, cracker think a nigga fadeless
Cause I`m tryin` to make it out the
matrix, fuck this nigga
Nigga`s life for dope and nigga`s die for dope
And
nigga`s die cause they live on dope
And I remember when I told `cha Roe
I
would`ve shed blood for ya`
A nigga still got much love for ya`
Nigga,
believe that, and yeah Money Mark mean that
Until the day a nigga lean
back
This how a nigga show you real love
A dedication to them real
thugs
Cause we the last one`s livin`

[Chorus: (repeat 2x) Trick
Daddy]

All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns
We can
break Buddy Roe out the pin
And then it`s thug life again nigga, thug life
nigga, huh

[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]

I`m `bout a G short, not
bees
One of my (???) got caught with three ki`s
And he ain`t taking no
pleas
Ride or die, holla thug life
I know the feeling, I know exactly what
it look like
Buddy Roe you better hold on
Cause when the crackers catch
ya` they`ll hide `cha ass for so long
And they`ll ship ya` ass so
far
They`ll probably (???) turn round duce things in yo` car
Hell, I
rather the go to war with `em
They got guns but my guns skreeting mo` with
`em
Bullets that explode in `em
Huh, and I don`t see no vest
But cha`ll
know the rest
That rapid fire hit `em right in the chest
His mammy gotta
right `em a check
For the rose for the dead man
Huh, you understand, nigga
it`s thug life again

[Chorus: repeat 4x]

All I need to get
on is a few good men with big guns
Just to break Buddy Roe out the pin
And
then it`s thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh

[Trick Daddy
talking:]
Thug life nigga fuck nigga`s die in thug life
Fuck nigga`s
ain`t gone never be shit, ain`t gone never succeed
Fuck nigga`s ain`t gone
never have no money
Cause them real nigga`s can take it
Fuck nigga`s can
keep calling the police
You fuck nigga`s can keep crossing ya`ll (???) on a
nigga
This motherfucking thug life you pussy ass cunt
dick sucking, dick
licking ass,
dick in the bootie, fuck flauging ass nigga,
ya`ll nigga`s
know who ya`ll is
Fuck ya, one time, for them motherfucking killers
One
time for the dope dealers
One time for any motherfucker in America, who `bout
some war
`Bout some legal getting money shit, tax free
biiitch!!!

[Chorus comes back on to repeat 2x]
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