(feat. Yukmouth)



[Yukmouth]

THUGG LORD !!!!!!!

Salute!

Whut bitch, aiight, AIIGHT!

We got a bitch ass nigga in our presence

A fucking imposter

Get yo ass up nigga

Whats up nigga

You ain't no mothafuckin made man

Money don't make you no made man nigga

The mob make you a made man you bitch

Now get on the floor nigga



[Yukmouth]

Nigga shank yourself

Nigga stab yourself

Nigga spray yourself

Nigga blast yourself

Nigga's packed with wealth

Though I come through fast and stealth

Your fuckin stack get dealt

Now they on thier self

Like massika blast to kill

Never try to graze niggaz

Just cause you a paid nigga

That doesn't mean your made nigga

You Gay nigga

I pay niggas

To spray niggaz

Lay niggaz down for the gray glitter

Send you to the GRAVEDIGGAZ!...

Ready to die I aint afraid nigga

I make money, money never make.... niggaz

I break niggaz

Wake up with a .45 pointed in your face nigga

Now where the safe nigga

I take your rolex honeycomb face out the safe

I gotta get my money on straight

The South is gay

These phony ass rappers is fake

About to hate make a move out of state

Regime Killerz about face

Aw hell the Thugg Lord Salute Me!

Put 21 guns in the sky nigga rush yours

Cause none of yall niggaz want war

Fake ass CB4, Gusto still Yuk flow whut the fuck for

We I walk I scrape my knuckles across the ground

Guerrila walking across town beating down Blood Hounds

Yall niggaz sound like Mystikal

Get some skills thuggin on wax I do this shit for real

BITCH!



[Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)]



You aint a made man you made yourself

Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself

Hey!.........

Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth

Now they shit just stay on the shelf

Spray Yourself!!

(We made men, paid men, that made it all)

(Born to this shit and ready to ball)

(Spray Yourself)

(Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall)

(Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers)

(Spray Yourself)



[C-BO]

Now who the fuck is these weak rappers

Acting like they real but thier fake phony cuban zirconan actors

The Mob father bringing it real for all the mobstars

While other niggaz in this game to win an oscar

Scared of mobstas

Can't do a concert unless they are paying themself

Can't get a real bitch so they lay yourself

Heeeeey!!!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeey!!!!!!

Can't get the pussy unless they paying your wealth

You motherfuckers need to spray yourself

What! What!

Heard Bossaline a major pay per event

Now we gon see you on some murderous shit

Have you heard of this clique

Thugg Lord

Yukmouth close the door

Lets take these Toy Soldiers to war

Remember back when you wasn't shit

At my hotel with the bundles of shit

Give my a hundred g's to bust on your shit

And I touched the shit

Real niggaz that had enough of this shit

Going platinum without a nann nigga bumpin your shit

Now tell me

Weak nigga how you do dat deah

Westcoast Mobb father bitch we don't care

You must of bought your own shit

To you they shoot your own shit

Came here without poppin your own deal its on bitch

You must forgot when I helped your ass out

Back when you was rollin around town in a glass house

When I see how I might light that ass up

See if you westbound bitch you better gas up mash up bitch



[Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)]



You aint a made man you made yourself

Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself

Hey!.........

Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth

Now they shit just stay on the shelf

Spray Yourself!!

(We made men, paid men, that made it all)

(Born to this shit and ready to ball)

(Spray Yourself)

(Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall)

(Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers)

(Spray Yourself)



[Yukmouth]

Alright

Ready to talk yourself marching

I be startin a war so just marching

Parking the ??? in front of the mansion

Fuck apartments

Fuck that shit you talking

Bullshit be barking

I often smoking blunts on my doobe in your coffin

Rap-A-Lot niggaz boss ballin'

Shot callin'

The come to be the boss my niggaz all flossin'

See many loss ends

Trying to keep up

Sell Cheba

Next tell selly a thousand Rap-A-Lot beepers

Smoke reefa

Regime Leader the prime suspect

Something like Puff but I got a new millimeter I ain't bust yet

It ain't a fine bitch a senorita I ain't fucked yet

I pop X

I rub sex

They love this Thugg shit

Niggaz say Yuk next to take the West over

The fuckin best blower

Chronic catch and sess smoker

The AK 47, Uzi, and Tec holder

I'm the nigga you heard stressed over

And get no rest over

Nigga wrecked by the neck screaming with sweat on ya

Go to sleep with a vest on ya

Cause I creep death on ya

Pull my Tec on ya

Hop on dubs and skates

Sinceraly yours the nigga you love to hate

Lil Bitch!



[Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)]



You aint a made man you made yourself

Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself

Hey!.........

Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth

Now they shit just stay on the shelf

Spray Yourself!!

(We made men, paid men, that made it all)

(Born to this shit and ready to ball)

(Spray Yourself)

(Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall)

(Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers)

(Spray Yourself)