around me They found me jacuzzin' with my sorceresses Fire up the Vega and get blowed And roll to a spot with Biancs Then bust hoes in their olds So
my pain The stronger the game is quicker, live by the code fool Dinner time cold food, aim is sicker, much faster, blast ya Tearin' ya niggaz, we don't discriminate Hoes
place Where these niggas learn to better pain and stress Look a murderer in the face, comin' up with a wilder range You're blitzed 1, 2, 3 and to the
trippin' off the drums and guns, ready for action Duck a swang or either other thang Try to be tougher and bang and scuff and hang Suffer pain left
we got the baddest bitches Yep I fuck with bad hoes, you already know I got three chicks in Pensacola and two in Mehico And we thuggin', rollin' on dubs I can't
wanna stick tonight? [(AZ)] Tonight How many niggas wanna lick tonight? [(AZ)] Tonight How many niggas wanna stick and lick? And stick and lick and trick
have all the luck (We got this) Some thugs have all the fame AZ: So now it's platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all hold Cars we all drove, hoes we all
off the top You better be able to hang and when I get down, I swang I'm doin' my thang, no pain no gain, no pain, no thang Fuck the fame, gimme the
thugstaz reign It's my city where tha hustlaz crept and we came Got more game and absolutely with no shame at all Down and kick it, ain't no holdin'
thugstaz reign It's my city where tha hustlaz crept and we came Got more game and absolutely with no shame at all Down and kick it, ain't no holdin back
turned to drugs But yet still I keep it real and I'm so in I'm so in love with you (And I ain't going nowhere me and you with our guns in the air, baby
get to be this way? You and I fussing and fighting almost everyday Where the sun use to shine now it rains The look in your eyes only reminds me of the pain
and pain Got hoes? Ho nigga respect the game I talked to cab drivers about the fast lane And Islam, masters and shakras and beyond Think about the hustle
I ain't never met wantin to fight me, Got hoes that's in love askin why you don't like me, Bitch I'm married to the game and I love my wifey, Steppin
motherfucker and you gonna know Seeing some ladies hanging out the window Let the interior look reign 18 inches whippers look like so much pain I'ma mac
313 I make rappers wanna turn into singers I keep hoes lickin' they fingers Bring this competition and face this meanin' Got your whole crew doing subpoenas Hell nah, you ain't
turn into singers I keep hoes lickin' they fingers Bring this competition and face this meanin' Got your whole crew doing subpeonas Hell nah you ain't