Thug Life Again - Trick Daddy feat Money Mark of Tre+6
Verse 1: Money Mark
It's hard for a n_gga just to breathe in the streets
Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets
N_gga'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 n_gga fadeless
Cause I'm tryin' to make it out the matrix, f_ck this n_gga
N_gga's life for dope and n_gga's die for dope
And n_gga's die cause they live on dope
And I remember when I told 'cha Roe
I would've shed blood for ya'
A n_gga still got much love for ya'
N_gga, believe that, and yeah Money Mark mean that
Until the day a n_gga lean back
This how a n_gga 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 n_gga, thug life n_gga, 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, n_gga 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 n_gga, thug life n_gga, huh
Trick Daddy talking:
Thug life n_gga f_ck n_gga's die in thug life
F_ck n_gga's ain't gone never be sh_t, ain't gone never succeed
F_ck n_gga's ain't gone never have no money
Cause them real n_gga's can take it
F_ck n_gga's can keep calling the police
You f_ck n_gga's can keep crossing ya'll (???) on a n_gga
This motherf_cking thug life you p_ssy ass cunt
d_ck s_cking, d_ck licking ass,
d_ck in the bootie, f_ck flauging ass n_gga,
ya'll n_gga's know who ya'll is
F_ck ya, one time, for them motherf_cking killers
One time for the dope dealers
One time for any motherf_cker in America, who 'bout some war
'Bout some legal getting money sh_t, tax free biiitch!!!
Chorus comes back on to repeat 2x
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