Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy - For The Thugs lyrics

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Yes sir  ha ha
 I'm doin' this one for the thugs
 Yes sir
 My boy dooda  wa's up fool
 (Down South)
 Tut  ha ha haa
 We've been seen (Aye yo C!)  they on a roll
 hurry up nigga  come on  they got guns
 (I'm doin' this one for the thugs)
 They got big guns!
 They wanna go to war nigga
 Hah?(Yes sir  for the thugs)
 they don't wanna die  they don't mean that
 Hah

 [verse 1]
 If it wasn't for the Hennesey
 and thug livin' for my enemy
 my brother still be alive and apart of me
 so I, say a prayer for that playa
 and I, take my fire everywhere, see
 Its kinda hard when you missin' yo' dawgs
 another name on the wall
 they keep takin the fall
 yes I be livin though
 dead and gone befo' we twenty fo'
 or in jail but cha'll don't here me though
 is this world about to end
 if not then explain to me, how come I'm losin my friends
 and why I'm livin' wit my kid
 and why I'm fifty grand short from gettin' me a brand new benz
 its kinda hard for the black man
 I watch the million man march for the black man
 and through the sun and rain
 I love enjoyin' pain
 I know we be livin' strange but we'll maintain hey

 [chorus]
 I'm doin' this one for the thugs
 and the niggas on the corner sellin' drugs
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and the boys down south much love
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs and the boys in the city much love
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and the dogs in the grove much love

 [verse 2]
 See, I, I, gotta called from the crib
 my dawg got killed
 gotta all my homies in tears
 and we don't know who the killas is
 it could of been the lick
 it could of been the hit
 I 'on't know we stayed in some shit so
 we put his face on a shirt
 and shedded tears for the game
 (a thug in memory boy)
 cuz it's hard to hide the pain
 they teach us some better thangs
 the shoes his mama a back cuz she could use the change
 thats how you ride for yo dogs, shit
 ride or roll take sides for yo dog
 suppose to die for your dogs, shit
 hard time in gangsta livin'
 and got us villian chillin'
 try to start no crossin' me and you so
 and you cry for yo' dogs
 Hell, I don't understand
 man, I say a prayer to all of y'all
 and for the cause
 for my motherfuckin' dogs
 Nigga!

 [chorus]
 I'm doin' this one for the thugs
 and the niggas on the corner sellin drugs
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and the niggas Overtown sellin' drugs
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and my Carol City niggas much love
 for my thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and my niggas out in Gouls
 for the thugs

 [verse 3]
 If it was a hundred dollar bill
 would ya, could ya ride for me
 start a fight, better yet, would you die for me
 under oath baby girl would you lie for me
 getta gackin open 5 for me
 now would you cry for me
 turna trick, or do or die for me
 food stamps, if you apply for me
 well certified for me
 can't count but you'll try for me
 or do it all for me
 Huh?

 [chorus]
 I'm doin' this one for the thugs
 (for the thugs)
 (for the thugs)
 (for the thugs!)
 I'm doin' this one for the thugs
 and the niggas on the corner sellin' drugs
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and the niggas out in Opa-Locka
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and the boys doin' time in the pen
 for the thugs yes sir
 For the thugs
 and my dogs out the Heights much love

 for my mothafuckin' dogs
 fuck y'all
 fuck y'all, others
 motherfuckers
 faze brothers
 suckers, bluffers,
 we ain't nonthing but sho' nuffers
 Bitch, feed ya fish

 (for the thugs, for the thugs
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Slip-N-Slide Records

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Www.thug.com (1998)

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