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Thug life

  1. I'm thug for life, ain't no changin' me
  2. I'm thug for life, ain't no changin' me
  3. I pop off guns and live dangerously
  4. I'm lot more Aussie than you aimin' to be
  5. My range bling, platty chain hang to the knee
  6. I'm thug for life, ain't no changin' me
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  8. Aiyyo, who got the drop, my gun been cocked
  9. Spits from four fives to flintlocks, pinky finger with the pimp rock
  10. Hustle on dim blocks and sip Henn rock
  11. Draw quick, got a second hand like Big Ben clock (ya heard?)
  12. Reach for that heat, put your wig in the wind pop
  13. Fill your belly with ten shots; if I get hit
  14. And you see blood then flood the bullet wound with gin shots
  15. Put beef in a Slim Jim box
  16. Bitch you wanna pinch and win slot
  17. Clap lead until your big friend drop
  18. Niggaz'll front until I send chin shots
  19. Beat the rock until they send cops (or what?)
  20. 'Til one of us'll get carried out on the thin cot
  21. Emergency room skin chopped by ten docs
  22. Got it locked like a bid in the state pen box
  23. When I dares peers hangin' to where my shin stop; before I struck rich
  24. Fucked bitches and killed 'em with a ten inch cock (f'real)
  25. Bitch nigga stuck him with a ten inch ock (y'know?)
  26. Bread bloods and stiff vodka, deep in this game
  27. Know the feds want the clique locked up
  28. We love brain so we headhunt like witchdoctors
  29. My lil' momma let lead dump from big poppa
  30. Even the Jake surrounded the spread with pig choppers
  31. That taste preposterous; tear gas, tanks of oxygen
  32. Like we in banks with hostages (what we want?)
  33. All we want is minks and ostriches (what?)
  34. Diamond cuff links and proper shit
  35. Snitches left stinkin' in carpet stiff
  36. Or get they carcasses turned to link sausages (f'real)
  37. Ain't nuttin sweet, we known for bangin cartridges
  38. We got the heart for this
  39. No matter how light or dark it is (ya heard?)
  40. (No matter how light or dark it is, f'real)
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  42. Thug for life (what?) Rep by strips (killers)
  43. Let loose clips (dealers) Stack mad chips (you know we)
  44. Bag bad chicks (my niggaz) Push fly whips (all of the)
  45. Hoes blow dick (nigga) G flows sick (what?)
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  49. My whole life about chrome rims and stone gems (what?)
  50. Big boned skins, Capone brims, dick blown in my own Benz
  51. Quick to Scarface thugs who raise up blown brims
  52. Dolla trickin' never politickin' with grown mens
  53. Ideas of settin' me up for loot I won't bend
  54. Just make that light bulb at the top of your dome dim (uh huh)
  55. Who rap happy nigga keep the lyrics and poems grim
  56. Get found at the bottom of the river with stone Timbs (word)
  57. Babyface, swimmin' flash stomach and toned limbs
  58. Wake up every mornin work out in the home gym
  59. Reppin this rap game until my zone ends (uh huh)
  60. 'Til mixin boards melt down, the microphone bend (yea)
  61. I spit about street shit but never condone sin
  62. Kept it thug for life baby followed my own trend

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