Gangsters And Thugs lyrics

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell
drugs

You stand by me
I stand by you
If there is a fight I`m the one to come to
Good and bad, times we`ve been through
You got my back and I got yours too
All of my life you are in my crew
I`d do anything for you
Beat someone black and blue
Black and blue and id do it for you
Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Try to tell `em leave us alone
Still ridin` with them fellas down that unknown road
No tell `em, I told `em before
Wouldn`t listenin`
No more bitchin`
Leave `em all on the floor
I know
You think it`s money
Your dead `till it hurts
Thats why I still got that needle, and I still got that works
Tommorow ain`t promised
I`ll smoke it today

And I`ll be on my way

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

It`s official, I`m destined to fail
I ain`t tryin` to get yo case
I ain`t got no money for bail
I`m hurt, I`m in the E.R. before New Year`s Eve
Said there`s nothing we can do so we suggest that you leave
Dirty G`s joints, they don`t give a damn
That`s a brake, and I`m a scale, break it down into grams
They said you came so close to losin` now I swear that`s the truth
Same shit, different day, man I swear what`s the use

It`s just another day, with good intentions
I got dirty with two prostentions
I make a living ain`t got no pension
For transcriptions for my life on tension
The world is mine, no limit I can do it
Every drama in life I`ve been through it
Even if I had a crew and I blew it
Regret nothin` I move on and say fuck you

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs
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