[Intro: Half-A-Mill]

Yea, Mill Gates, yea, uh huh, (Real Thugs)

Right, right, uh huh, to my gangstas (Half-A-Mill)

to my hustlers, y'all know, to my murderous



[Verse 1]

uh, yea

I tot 9 millimeter, smoke a lot of reefer

Sell phone don't got a beeper

Tell 'em hoes "slow your blow bitch!"

Better learn how to keep up

I feel ki's up, get G's up

Empty M-3 try to stick me up

Niggaz Envious me in the Bentley

Oh now you wanna hit me up

Send pot of girls to set me up

Sex me up, then Tec me up

Get put to rest by a slob

I put shots in her gut

Then my cock in her butt

After she die then I bust a nut

I'mma gangsta and I'mma hustler

I rose put that chocolate up

My clique shots shit up

And we shot shit up

We vow to not give up

Got a join like dalla got lots of bucks and hottest trucks

Ak's, grenades, those things that fire you up

Mothafucka are you ridin or what?



[Chorus: Half-A-Mill]

Real Thugs is ridin tonight (Real Thugs, Real Thugs)

Smokin lye gettin high tonight (Gettin high, gettin high)

Real Thugs is riding tonight (Real Thugs, Real Thugs)

Somebody is gon' die tonight (Gon' die, gon' die)



[Verse 2]

Observe bikes from the turn pipes

your livin that murder life

we neva hear of Christ observe the ice

servin 'em flippin 'em them burns or white, right?

Livin it, gettin it, spittin it, hittin it, womens that's virigin tight

Vertical types, swervin through lights

Hype, gucci frames observin the ice

Runnin your crib wit the oozy aim

Snatch the skirt off your wife

You hollerin please don't shoot me take all my merchandise

Right, crime for your life, but little do you know

Your gon' be dyin tonight, 20 bricks of china white

I'm lightin that dynamite, diamond heist, a mil to jewels

I got a lot of shine tonight

Real Thugs deal drugs, spill blood, thats how we ridin tonight



[Chorus: Half-A-Mill]

Real Thugs is ridin tonight

Smokin lye gettin high tonight

Real Thugs is riding tonight

Somebody is gon' die tonight



[Verse 3]

200 and 3, boats sellin 'round the seas

Still got pounds in the peas

Staffin g's, snatchin cheese

While you snatch patch of of these

Sleepin on pissy mattress, I got a water bed

Bitches do back flips give me head in my bathroom

Its sick, if peter rocks tall, check ya emails

Smoke L while you takin a shit

Rock til I die, rappin and shit

Took dirty money and made it legit

Ya'll niggaz hate I'm escapin the six

Mill Gates, play wit the rich

Model hoes wanna play wit the dick

4-4, if you play wit my chips

Waitin on 'em bricks, we slingin on strips

Sit back pourin Cris

niggaz talk about what they wanna shit

Dawg I got all that on my wrist

Real life thug flossin and shit



[Chorus x2: Half-A-Mill]

Real Thugs is ridin tonight

Smokin lye gettin high tonight

Real Thugs is riding tonight

Somebody is gon' die tonight