Thug luv

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I'd probably be punished for hard living
freed for the fact that I'm tired of living
The latch us attached doesn't change the fact
that niggas in some kicc in the door shit
I hit em up with some thug guns
Sideways no thug love for them blood thugs
They get that
I probably am being punished for thug exposure
Armageddon with the leverage invested in thug killing
No bugging straight thugging due to the fact that we
Still showing love one love to thugs in cut
Bone thugs dirty boys wu tang minute made slang
Bangers corner hangers liquor store dangers
Due to the fact we all drankers so listen close I
Left the trap around noon seen some pics posted up
Yelling folks dope lovers straight puffers got to love us
Deep cover all colors in the land of snakes I mistake
can fucc up ur whole day.
Put em on they young thugs too tough for these
Soft bitch made niggas they claiming they thugged
Out but they hand ain't they strap they ain't trying to
Slug it out thugs is gods soldiers in the devils prison
No wishing father please forgive me I'm sinning blind
To the ceiling I'm going down dealing we all gone die
Some bleeding some die pleeding and cleaning the
World but no one dies clean dirty south niggas
We leaning banging to what we believe in the weed
Keep feeining for the love of money I'm married to the heat and
When I die I hope I'm with my thugs thug love thug life till I die
Whatever they need we go and get straight thugging no running
Due to the fact that we still loving the trenches treacherous
Heaven tell them thugs niggas kicc them bitvhes do it
For the clout let em know what we about thug love no trusting just busting lyrics gushing
No drugs just hard liquor for my hard my hard niggas.
Little thugs from the Springs the land on feins
Out to get em I'll stretch em seem like every niggas
Seen that trauma turn into a brawler shot caller
Shot acholic fucc around with the harmony x them niggas out
Then take the treasure they grams measured put em in the dust
Hand in hand with ressurection of blessing to art if the war
I'm the refresher the lesser of two evils is the one that gets
Peeled the gangsta era the terror of killers the youngest niggas
Lord follow all the escapers of hood trouble and all my niggas
In level prisons the real thug lovers of doubles artillery strapped to the seat
One dream one team against the whole hood recognition
They tripping cuz we lobe to stay high long extended
For the pussies that ain't got no ouv for us thugs a criminal
Mind won't let me unwind so organize the time and love a thug life
Reload don't choke thicc head thicc smoke powdered nose
These hoes are a fuccin joke in the hole I'd rather be with the
Hood where I'm good no life for me on loccdown couple
Rounds no clowns in hell of heaven they don't have no thug love
For the felons. I'm rapping these thugs songs thug songs
Till I'm dead know that I m dead wrong dead wrong rapping t
Till hut the crossroads till I'm dead and gone.

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