| [C-Bo] C'mon niggaz | |
| Yeah The Thug | |
| Lordz in this bitch | |
| Get up... salute nigga, 21 salute nigga holla.. | |
| THUG... LO | |
| RDZ! 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... LO | |
| RDZ! 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... LO | |
| RDZ! 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... LO | |
| RDZ! 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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