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(Chorus)
If you a pimp nigga, pimp them hoes If you a thug, you better get ready for war If you a hustla, make your dough If you a gangsta, let your gun smoke (Krayzie) Took a trip out to Texas and I find real niggas remind me of mine A nigga can vibe, `cause y`all some cold ass playa playas Hey, there Mo Thug and we gotsta give `em some love So now you`re dealin` with the big pimps and the thugs You get up too close and we fuckin` you up You don`t really want that `cause I know these ain`t no hoes you fuckin` with Touched down and got with the realest niggas in the town Now look who`s in the Suave House Yes it`s truly-yours, Mister Sawed-Off Leatherface A warrior ready for war, a natural soldier boy Ready to move out, nigga Ready to get with the shoot out In the meanwhile I still gotta make me some money to get by Yeah I thought to connect, and hooked up with MJG made money Cause all that other shit don`t mean a thing to me But try to run up and I`m leavin` you stunned Nobody will know who shot that punk Cause I`m gonna dump it and run Put him on the pave And hey, that nigga that did it was wearin` a Leather Face And not to be played with Whatever you claim you better get paid Shit (Chorus)x2 If you a pimp nigga, pimp them hoes If you a thug, you better get ready for war If you a hustla, make your dough If you a gangsta, let your gun smoke (MJG) Who be I? The nigga who pimpin`-a plenty of hoes Look at the size of the bank that he hold Natural born mind control False niggas` gang blown away It makes you wonder why niggas be hatin` They jealous, they fellas be lookin` to take you under It seems like the more that we get You come with that shit Lookin` for ways to drive us insane confusin` our brain I`m settin` up traps for rats who snatch cheese Fly like a trapeze artist Tell `em to bring it on I comes the hardest MJG, pimp, runnin` with Bone dividin the throne Regardless of niggas who stand in my path I`m bringin` it on Recitin` the lyrical gift The shit that give me the bitches, the money, the cars How do you know when you`re goin` too far ? The further you get, the further you are Shit, I breaks in half crook niggas Don`t make me laugh Now, huh, which ones the head and, huh, which one`s the ass ? Where your bitch at ? Collectin` my cash Now who would`ve know that the bitch is a hood-rat Increasin` my stash, leavin` you fast You`re thinkin` I`m slippin`, I`m grippin` the Tech Look at the bullets They rippin` his vest open puttin` a hole in his chest In piece is that nigga decide to rest I`m leavin` you grievin`, believin` in pimpin` The shit that I got is the shit that I`m given Constantly livin` that life of a thug Drinkin` the Hen, smokin` the bud (Chorus)x2 If you a pimp nigga, pimp them hoes If you a thug, you better get ready for war If you a hustla, make your dough If you a gangsta, let your gun smoke (Layzie Bone) Too many fake niggas done tried to contend And then again, pinned that they couldn`t win Ken took it to the head with a fifth of Hen now I`m in the wind 500 Benzo, we roll, roll Rod J came through with the Mack-10 Wish trippin` when I pulled out the glock You know that all of my niggas be ready this pop-pop Comin` with the heat cocked, `cause it never did stop Everybody I know out lookin` for a come up We creep it`s deeper than the way you perceive a thug,no love Take a nigga through the mud everytime I try him from my wordly grudge What ? Nigga well bust till the point of no return I`m out here swangin`, paper chasin` Erasin` my poverty and I gotsta be that soldier claimin` Mo Even though it get hectic respect it Nigga, knock my struggle, uh-oh They`ll gets more chaos and I won`t stop till I piece this puzzle I`m a go gather up all lost souls show `em the way to the road to be real Give `em a deal, train `em to kill Haters meet and my soldiers in a battle field We marchin` ready for war fuck the law they ain`t on our side Hell yeah, we can meet up at the district I`m bringin` it to you ready to die See, I am so sick of oppression Shit ain`t changed Little Lay still stressin` No question clutchin` there no more weapon Cause the po po wanna sweat my blessings and uh Youll probably feelin the sense of some danger But I`m bringin` the sense of an angel to the table Watch me put it down for Mo And them Suave House niggas So, willin and ready to make a few dollars and split a few wigs If that`s what it is You better be mindin` your business or be beggin` forgiveness You know all I`m sayin is just don`t fuck with me, man (Chorus)x2 If you a pimp nigga, pimp them hoes If you a thug, you better get ready for war If you a hustla, make your dough If you a gangsta, let your gun smoke (Eightball) Yeah, yeah, yeah, Bone Thugs Mo Thugs Eightball, the fat mack, and MJ-fuckin`-G The realest nigga alive, yeah Thuggin`, pimpin`, bitch this shit don`t stop You know what I`m talkin` `bout? All over the motherfuckin` world and back again, bitch Space-Age forever
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