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[C-Bo] C'mon niggaz Yeah The Thug Lordz in this bitch Get up... salute nigga, 21 salute nigga holla.. THUG... LORDZ! Niggaz that ride or die for their coast, nigga Yeah, put ya head to the street Put ya head to the street nigga, holla...holla THUG... LORDZ! Thug Lordz in this bitch Regime niggaz West Coast Mafia niggaz Yeah, untouchable niggaz man C'mon niggaz, C'mon niggaz. Ha. [Verse 1: C-Bo] Check, my uzi weigh a ton I hits 'em up an I run I'm loco, I keep a guns caulked in the lo-lo I'm King Tut of the hood Cuz everytime I drop a record dog Shit I bring it to the gut of the hood An I ain't never backed down, so don't test me dog Cause I'm a nut, an keep a Smif-N-Wesson pressed in pause All these faggot ass rappers keep yappin they jaws Yeah they the shit cuz when they see me they just crap in they drawers Yeah that nigga 50 he hot, but I heard he's a snitch And he ran up under that white boy, I heard he's a bitch An I ain't seen him in the hood, no where in the Valley No House of Blues, or Peanuts, he scared of them alleys Heard he copped his rims and 'Big O' tires in the hood Surrounded by police, wearin wires in the hood Heard they ran him outta New York, and he's comin to Cali No glocks and cigs, just lots of pigs Eh nig, your rap career will not outlast Pac and Big's Yeah you fuckin wit some kids that ain't scared of the bricks You in there, four-fifth kick dead in the bricks Thug Lordz'll have ya hit, split dead in a 6, c'mon [Chorus: C-Bo] THUG... LORDZ! Gettin this money like a motherfucker ready for war We'll never snitch Never flip Never quit my click was heaven sent wit Mac-11's to Hit when we dip they holla.. THUG... LORDZ! Gettin this money like a motherfucker ready for war We'll never snitch Never flip Never quit my click was heaven sent wit Mac-11's to Hit when we dip they holla.. [Verse 2: Yukmouth] Yeah.. If the boss wants you dead, then it's off wit ya head 'specially a bitch nigga that talk to the feds 'specially a bitch nigga that walk wit the feds To award shows cause niggaz bout to toss him some lead You niggaz think the West coast is just Dre an Xzibit They aiight, but pay attention Thug Lordz handle they business We the realest from the Gardens to the Village Make the hardest niggaz feel this Make the sargent want to kill us Regardless Godzilla will murda you nigga I twist ya cap like a Slits malt liquor for that slick talk nigga If ya nigga gang bang, don't crip walk nigga Wearin a big chain will get ya ripped off quicka We the only Thug Lordz bitch After all big faces like Mount Rushmore, you don't want war bitch That'll get you pistol whipped an extorted You lucky I wasn't on Face shit, I woulda destroyed it You better run like Forrest Gump in Air Forces Cause our guns look like torches, bustin from drop Porsches Or the drop Ferrari, hotter than a hot tamale The T-H-U-G-L-O-R-D'z holla.. [Chorus] THUG LORDZ! Gettin this money like a motherfucker ready for war We'll never snitch Never flip Never quit my click was heaven sent wit Mac-11's to Hit when we dip they holla.. THUG LORDZ! Gettin this money like a motherfucker ready for war We'll never snitch Never flip Never quit my click was heaven sent wit Mac-11's to Hit when we dip they holla (they holla)
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