[Trick Daddy]
Until the day a nigga D-I-E-
I`ll be forever thuggin baby
Ever since I fucking
These bitches loved it baby
Still got the chron son
I used to be drug dealer
X-men, Ex-con, forever thug nigga
Around here we smoke a bitch I still book `em heavy
Cause I bought that benz,(uh-huh)
That don`t mean I sold my chevy
I love my seven-trey , I talk to `em everyday
I ride around `em cool, I walk be `em yesterday
I`m from the southwest, where niggas drive chevys at
Come through with that bullshit,
My niggas don`t gonna handle dat
I fuck with no bustas, my game is straight must-a
So if you fuckin with us
We`ll hit you up with K Cutters
I feels no niggas
But I pitch no hittas
Throw curve balls at they ass
They gonna watch `em go get em
I`m now the coo guy up the street up the block from em`
I used to up my glocks on em, then take they blocks from em`
Nigga this is thug shit, thats all I represent
You don`t believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
Nigga this is thug shit, thats all I represent
You don`t believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
When my niggaz and bitches
Go from rags to riches
It`ll be thug life and y`all still with me
When my niggaz and bitches
Go from rags to riches
It`ll be thug life again, so ride with me
[Tre-6]
(Uh-ohh)
C-O, betta known as Mr. Piscopo
Pull out my dick and piss on hoes
In ya face while I spit these flows
Like you ain`t know, nigga we kick down doors to get that dough
Hit your hoes, bend your doors, smoke your dough
And we gonna get mo`
For sho`, you know dat cheddar make it betta
And its thug life forever, and we all in dis togetha
Like dun-a Dun-a
Nigga dem rags to riches
Wit` your boy C-O Money Mark, T double-D so bitch don`t go
[Money Mark]
So nigga rolls, so every motha fucka get down the floors
Get away from all your doors and windows
Cause a nigga done passed wit` a .44
And im`a let it go, like --boom--
Betta break ya-self, I can`t take myself
But killa, nigga, won`t have to make myself
And i`ll come to ya wake myself
I won`t send no dogs, no friends, no loot,
No fool, no car, no clothes, no suit
Just a note that say, he.. through
Now, now thanks to you,
Me and tre gotta make up for these times lost
We bout` that cash, we on that ass
So let them 9`s off
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
So mutha-fucking sicka, stupid hoes and fuck niggas
Snitches and bitches, yo hold on I`m gon` kill `em
And I`m just chillin bustas, she fought for me to keep em
So I just peep em`, lay back and I book my reefa
I`m a thug nigga, so ya know I gots to keep my pistols
I got the choppers that i`ll bring down and won`t miss ya
You want a nigga that gives a fuck about a bitch
Unless you sucking the fucking ho and tryin` to get rich
I need a bitch that can ball a nigga out
Who can shoot a nigga best
A bitch about stacks ho
All this complaining ho, bitch about that
Ever since I hold a benz, bitch be all in my face
Nigga this is thug shit, thats all I represent
You don`t believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
Nigga this is thug shit, thats all I represent
You don`t believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
[Chorus]
Nigga this is thug shit, thats all I represent
You don`t believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
Nigga this is thug shit, thats all I represent
You don`t believe me, ask them niggas I bets they love this
Thug life again so ride wit me
Thug life again so ride wit me
