Forever Thugin' Lyrics
| Song | Forever Thugin' |
| Artist | C-BO |
| Album | Enemy of the State |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Byrdwell, Thomas | |
| [Chorus] "All I ever wanted was to be a thug and hustlin was all I knew" | |
| Forvever thuggin I keep my mind focus and risin above skys | |
| Thug til i die slang drugs til I ride | |
| Will I ever fly or will I die from a drive by | |
| Witness my victims ride til they die | |
| Dear LORD will you ever forgive a nigga's sin | |
| Cause I stay surrounded with trigger men | |
| I'm in pushing the finest loads | |
| I'ma thug by nature they got these | |
| They got me trapped in Seattle sleepness | |
| I'll make you muthafuckas reap this | |
| And any niggas want to ride on me | |
| Set fourth and you could die on me | |
| Bullets fly like the fourth of July torches in the sky | |
| [Chorus: x2] | |
| You niggas wanna see me falled off get caught up and haulled off | |
| Become a victim of a sawed off | |
| Life's been full of trifes in ways but soon I see better days | |
| Pass my pistol in weigh with better ways | |
| Stay away from all this madness | |
| Given through traffic something new | |
| Protected by bullet proof close my eyes hoppin that is true | |
| Thankin the LORD for all the stress he put me through | |
| Teaching me right from wrong don't want to spend life from home | |
| Cause in the water it's so hard to breath | |
| Plus the LORD for my baby girl got to get her ready for this crazy world | |
| Ain't nuthin worse than a lazy girl got to get your mind right | |
| First and learn to love school and believe in everything you do forever thuggin | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| It's g'z up hoes down though they slang kilos and pounds | |
| Stay flossin the whole town navigators and tv's in em | |
| Can't believe it when you see me in em with the six changing dvd's in em | |
| Since day one always been a trife ass nigga | |
| And ain't none changed but the change | |
| 4.6 range blew our brains, phat house on the hill | |
| Now they call me C-boss because I be playing with about six mills | |
| Since my deal with warlock fuck some pork chops | |
| Taking Lobsters tossing wine glasses with the mobsters | |
| Off shore bank accounts swiss have a nigga piss | |
| Dam can you imagine this thug nigga wit my money than | |
| That uhh nigga and that mexican bored brotha wit a plug nigga | |
| I'm flooded nigga don't be crystall bud nigga beenie kap pistal | |
| Straight gangsta baby don't get it twisted | |
| And this fast stack I'm hold ain't foldin all | |
| [Chorus: x2] |
| zuo ci : Byrdwell, Thomas | |
| Chorus " All I ever wanted was to be a thug and hustlin was all I knew" | |
| Forvever thuggin I keep my mind focus and risin above skys | |
| Thug til i die slang drugs til I ride | |
| Will I ever fly or will I die from a drive by | |
| Witness my victims ride til they die | |
| Dear LORD will you ever forgive a nigga' s sin | |
| Cause I stay surrounded with trigger men | |
| I' m in pushing the finest loads | |
| I' ma thug by nature they got these | |
| They got me trapped in Seattle sleepness | |
| I' ll make you muthafuckas reap this | |
| And any niggas want to ride on me | |
| Set fourth and you could die on me | |
| Bullets fly like the fourth of July torches in the sky | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| You niggas wanna see me falled off get caught up and haulled off | |
| Become a victim of a sawed off | |
| Life' s been full of trifes in ways but soon I see better days | |
| Pass my pistol in weigh with better ways | |
| Stay away from all this madness | |
| Given through traffic something new | |
| Protected by bullet proof close my eyes hoppin that is true | |
| Thankin the LORD for all the stress he put me through | |
| Teaching me right from wrong don' t want to spend life from home | |
| Cause in the water it' s so hard to breath | |
| Plus the LORD for my baby girl got to get her ready for this crazy world | |
| Ain' t nuthin worse than a lazy girl got to get your mind right | |
| First and learn to love school and believe in everything you do forever thuggin | |
| Chorus: | |
| It' s g' z up hoes down though they slang kilos and pounds | |
| Stay flossin the whole town navigators and tv' s in em | |
| Can' t believe it when you see me in em with the six changing dvd' s in em | |
| Since day one always been a trife ass nigga | |
| And ain' t none changed but the change | |
| 4. 6 range blew our brains, phat house on the hill | |
| Now they call me Cboss because I be playing with about six mills | |
| Since my deal with warlock fuck some pork chops | |
| Taking Lobsters tossing wine glasses with the mobsters | |
| Off shore bank accounts swiss have a nigga piss | |
| Dam can you imagine this thug nigga wit my money than | |
| That uhh nigga and that mexican bored brotha wit a plug nigga | |
| I' m flooded nigga don' t be crystall bud nigga beenie kap pistal | |
| Straight gangsta baby don' t get it twisted | |
| And this fast stack I' m hold ain' t foldin all | |
| Chorus: x2 |
| zuò cí : Byrdwell, Thomas | |
| Chorus " All I ever wanted was to be a thug and hustlin was all I knew" | |
| Forvever thuggin I keep my mind focus and risin above skys | |
| Thug til i die slang drugs til I ride | |
| Will I ever fly or will I die from a drive by | |
| Witness my victims ride til they die | |
| Dear LORD will you ever forgive a nigga' s sin | |
| Cause I stay surrounded with trigger men | |
| I' m in pushing the finest loads | |
| I' ma thug by nature they got these | |
| They got me trapped in Seattle sleepness | |
| I' ll make you muthafuckas reap this | |
| And any niggas want to ride on me | |
| Set fourth and you could die on me | |
| Bullets fly like the fourth of July torches in the sky | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| You niggas wanna see me falled off get caught up and haulled off | |
| Become a victim of a sawed off | |
| Life' s been full of trifes in ways but soon I see better days | |
| Pass my pistol in weigh with better ways | |
| Stay away from all this madness | |
| Given through traffic something new | |
| Protected by bullet proof close my eyes hoppin that is true | |
| Thankin the LORD for all the stress he put me through | |
| Teaching me right from wrong don' t want to spend life from home | |
| Cause in the water it' s so hard to breath | |
| Plus the LORD for my baby girl got to get her ready for this crazy world | |
| Ain' t nuthin worse than a lazy girl got to get your mind right | |
| First and learn to love school and believe in everything you do forever thuggin | |
| Chorus: | |
| It' s g' z up hoes down though they slang kilos and pounds | |
| Stay flossin the whole town navigators and tv' s in em | |
| Can' t believe it when you see me in em with the six changing dvd' s in em | |
| Since day one always been a trife ass nigga | |
| And ain' t none changed but the change | |
| 4. 6 range blew our brains, phat house on the hill | |
| Now they call me Cboss because I be playing with about six mills | |
| Since my deal with warlock fuck some pork chops | |
| Taking Lobsters tossing wine glasses with the mobsters | |
| Off shore bank accounts swiss have a nigga piss | |
| Dam can you imagine this thug nigga wit my money than | |
| That uhh nigga and that mexican bored brotha wit a plug nigga | |
| I' m flooded nigga don' t be crystall bud nigga beenie kap pistal | |
| Straight gangsta baby don' t get it twisted | |
| And this fast stack I' m hold ain' t foldin all | |
| Chorus: x2 |
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