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Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Thug 4 Life lyrics
I was a G in life, I'm still a G in death And if you think I'm not a thug, don't hold your breath My name is Blaze, and I roll with Anybody Killa 'Drive-By on this bitch, you bitch nigga!' All you scary bitches, shut up and go inside All my thug muthaf**kas, come on, we bout to ride Real G's in my hood don't be f**kin' around Ya gotta be a clique thick before the sun goes down You could get yo' life took Smart mouth, dirty looks By the product of the streets, hood G's and crooks With a double barrelled shotgun pressed to your eye I'ma take what's mine and I'ma say it one more time I'ma take what's mine and I'ma leave with nothing less For the three f**kin' slugs that I took in the chest No rest for the killas equipped with mean mugs Who know what it's like to be a muthaf**kin' thug? Niggas and hoes Bitches ain't shit All you haters, eat this dick Who know what it's like To be a thug for life... Be a thug for life..... Be a thug for life.......... Niggas and hoes Bitches ain't shit All you haters, eat this dick Who know what it's like To be a thug for life... Be a thug for life..... Be a thug for life.......... Late night, gettin' high Thinkin' in my mind, hopin' everything's gonna be alright Situations drive me insane Now who's to blame? Need someone who's down for me and not the fame Is there anyone that I can trust in this f**ked up world? Reminiscin' of the bitchin' that you gave me girl I'm all alone Just me and my microphone With the urge to do a drive-by Ever since the day homie came back alive 'Throw ya hands up in the sky' If you c |
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