steal your life like a klepto [Ghostface Killah] When Biggie died, they came out with Biggie fries Big biscuits got me over, in the streets wide Prada gloves, layin' for thugs
the - Wu-Tang Clan And you hear Ironman on your - radio rapping Your feet start the dancing and your - hands start the clapping [Verse Two: Street] Street
in? They drink forties with they shorties, telling war stories Some rebel, and some give a glory, And fame is like a game in the streets (wassup g) players
out, yeah She tryna hold out, yeah, then she can roll out, yeah I'm spittin' game folk, yeah, she love my name folk, yeah She love the fame folk, yeah
dancin' break dance The box is shakin' the club You know my fame Girl! Bring Hennessy This party is noise in the street What? We'll not stop until dawn This is my life
[Noreaga]: Thugged out Millitainment "Def Jam Vendetta" We comin' at ya'll Straigh to the STREETS... Yeah, we have the M.O.P. shit - the M.O.P.
I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin' when I die I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggaz A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers Pissin
, as if I know that I can only tell you where your soul is headed And will remain eternally embedded, the rest forget it Life is nothin' but a test to
even know 'Cause this wilderness wasn't designed to see us grow My thugs through the years who've always been true Just know I take the bullet for you Life
to express my sorrow I guess your pimp had you impressin ???? stories Actin the sweet, said fuck ya man, got a plan to get yo ass of the streets Gave you the fame
[ INTRO ] Gyeah westside somebody told me they want some of that thug shit up in here westside So I'ma take ya back down memory lane and give ya some
the streets with a chrome -nigga, fuck that, you see I'm livin on my own -my life is based on the same place and the same zone -thugs call me the don
off in the club much love for the thugs See Hennessey in the clubs Got all these rabid ass, maggot hoes they love the thugs Gotta change my life, Lord
't come home, shit 'Cause the streets is a short stop Either you slangin' crack-rock or you got a wicked jump shot 'Cause the streets is a short stop
niggas rich Some niggas do the time and some live as a snitch Listen, listen, I lived that life, of click-clack life The kidnap life, the kid's the
the core of the streets (nigga) That's me voted most likely to squeeze (blahaw) Now I'm worth 6 hundered G's Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Plus I got all my motherfuckin' thugs
Nine...Yeah) It's the dope game (Bonita, Thiedga, shoot it, sell it, snort it) Some thugs have all the luck (We got this) Some thugs have all the fame
I play with any card you niggaz deal me Every nigga out the fam is guilty, I plead the fifth Queens niggaz be the strength, the lock and chain Thugs on