Thug war, life in streets, open the drug store
Money is power, give me yours, we break laws
Faggot cats claiming their crooks
Soon I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too
Yo, bag him up, snatch him up
Living in this do-or-die lifestyle for ransom
50 Gs, need keys to free their grandson
Run, but you can't hide, rich is what we long for
You get your wig split back, caught in this thug war
Peace to those men who do crimes and never been arrested
Project cats with guns start to run shit
Coming from the streets, gum on long dick
Get strong-armed for baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit
Plotting on you cats up in them long whips
Out-of-towners, cry for heavenly father, you know the song, bitch
Thug war, jet-black cats kick in your drug store
Cook off this table, the cheddar is what we came for
Aim for, lay down boy, this ain't no game war
Cause me to smack all faggots, taking your chains off
Thugs spending half of your cabbage on a Range Rov'
Change clothes, switch my description 'til this thing blow
Chopping while we spread up you nosey niggaz
Kidnap and capture bums, we swindle
I'm saying, "So fuck the rapping", since I was a kid, made it happen
On blocks packing, get them, jacking niggas acting
Watch me snatch them up, Hundred Thousand Dollars ransom notes attached to
Front doors, tell your mans, don't panic, open the drug stores
Thug war, life in streets, open the drug store
Money is power, give me yours, we break laws
Faggot cats claiming their crooks
Soon I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too
Yo, bag him up, snatch him up
Living in this do-or-die lifestyle for ransom
50 Gs, need keys to free their grandson
Run, but you can't hide, rich is what we long for
You get your wig split back, caught in this thug war
Heavenly words spoken, promises were never broken
As the blood-suck the sun, we manifest these platinum tokens
Hail enterprise, complete down and gritty wise guys
Ghetto wiz kids, prescribe them as philosophy baptize
Look at snake eyes, wicked as a pastor's bubble eye
Imagine this, guns clapping, lamped like percussions of action
Why the sand in the hour glass elapsing
Camel-backed apostles get smacked with rusty masks
Preaching that fake gospel, Napoléon remains hostile
Cast were burning nostrils, ruger barrels on your tonsils
A prophecy, blood currency, state of emergency
I link with rich cats whose pockets stay dirty
Like Diamond Back, moccasins that raid ancient jungles
Stinging sensation, injected with seven bundles
Raw element, U.S. - Russian coalition
15 for half a crest, them drug lord's sniffing
Yo, back to the massacre, bloods courted in Alaska
Anatomies get fractured, Sampson was captured
By Philli-stinians, lesson's on it that's millennium
80 cowards, four devils, hand them less Benjamins
Peace to rich men, Jews with snowflakes spinning
Repent my sins, tropical winds blew my village in
We're jungle chameleons, some be nine milli' men
Creep like centipedes, snatch stacks up from silly men
Cursed by the wicked jinn, keep peepers blue-fenced
To my nest of kin, I leave some Japanese yens
(What? What? What?)
Thug war, life in streets, open the drug store
Money is power, give me yours, we break laws
Faggot cats claiming their crooks
Soon I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too
Yo, bag him up, snatch him up
Living in this do-or-die lifestyle for ransom
50Gs, need keys to free their grandson
Run, but you can't hide, rich is what we long for
You get your wig split back, caught in this thug war
Innocent on some plead the fifth shit
Criminal illegitimate lifestyle, Allah, the intricate
Rock like rocks over rocks to stay toxi
Doc used to lock me, seeing poppy in a Casa Lobby
Don't even sue me, Solomon, the dominant
Staircases on document Crime Syndicate
Shine like white lines on nickel-plated razors
Frequently cave us for selling dead birds in live cages
Something contagious, sick, touch my caliber
Cock, malice like Gallagher, crash your whole calendar
Fuck, who got stamina to last, I leave him dead-ass
With lead in his ass, caught in the rash
Sexy niggas get sodomized, observe the wicked eyes
Villains got my world baptized
Mafioso, scenarios, the scar poser
Foggy survivalists rott cats in Congo
38 cargo, blow a third on my torso
When exposed, my snub nose busts all foes
So, what the fuck you suppose happened?
For calling me out, fuck rapping
I'm gun clapping, the sharp shooter
It be the case with the stolen ruger
And left the prosecutor puffing on the Thai ruler
Son, my five exercised graphics, Jiggy was drafted
In thug war the shit gets drastic, you bastard
Thug war, fights in streets, open the drug store
Money is power, give me yours, we break laws
Faggot cats claiming their crooks
Soon I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too
Yo, bag him up, snatch him up
Living in this do-or-die lifestyle for ransom
50 Gs, need keys to free their grandson
Run, but you can't hide, rich is what we long for
You get your wig split back, caught in this thug war (thug war, thug war)