<em>[Intro:]<br /><br />Ha ha ha...fuck all y'all...fuck all y'all...I don't need nobody<br />Fuck 'em...Fuck all y'all<br /><br /><em>[Verse 1]<br /><br />Money gone fuck friends<br />I need a homie that know me<br />when all these muthafuckin' cops be on me<br />I got problems ain't nobody calling back<br />now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats<br />Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl<br />Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and<br />all we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew<br />we had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins<br />You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc<br />a nigga just got paid and we still was broke<br />It took time but finally the cash was mine<br />all the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind<br />Look around and all I see is snakes and faces<br />like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's<br />and when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends<br />They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all<br /><br /><em>[Chorus]<br />Fuck all y'all <em>[2x]<br /><br /><em>[Verse 2]<br /><br />I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use<br />cause I'm a hopeless thug <br />Ain't no love reminiscing on how close we was<br />way back in the day before they put the crack in the way<br />and heeyyy how much money can you stack in a day<br />It's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court<br />I recollect we used to ball now just living's enough<br />I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall<br />Thug for life scrawled all across the wall<br />and all about my dollars make me wanna holla<br />drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow<br />I know it's gettin' crazy after dark<br />these marks keep on huffin' and puffin'<br />ain't no fear in my heart<br />What's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive<br />I still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate thai<br />In 94 I'll be going solo<br />too many problems with my own<br />so I'm rolling do-do<br />Fuck all y'all<br /><br /><em>[Chorus 3x]<br /><br /><em>[Verse 3]<br /><br />I went from rags to riches quick<br />to socializing with the baddest bitches<br />went from a bucket to a rag with switches<br />I'm seein' death around the corner<br />I'm bumpin' Gloriaaaa doin' 90 'cause I wanna<br />I'm getting high like I said it with some chocolate thai<br />mixed with some indonesia watch me fly<br />And even though I know the cops behind me<br />hit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)<br />will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court<br />Fuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before<br />I know they wanna see a nigga buried<br />but I ain't worried still throwing these thangs<br />got me locked in these chains<br />and hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout<br />soon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out<br />And when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball<br />I'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all<br /><br /><em>[Repeat of intro]
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