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Hail mary from the graves, the Lord is with thee
Bless these thugs (Uuuugh) as we ride (As we ride) Good side, bad side [Master P] Til death do us part we gon thug to the end See I got you my nigga from the streets to the pen We all family so you know that I care And if you need me my nigga just know that I`m there [Chorus] I`ll ride for you boy (My nigga) See I`ll die for you boy (My nigga) Throw em up high for you boy (My nigga) And let em fly for you boy (My nigga) [Master P] Them boyz can`t stop us They got us loadin em choppaz They wanna do it come pop it Man we see em we drop em That`s the life of a thug we wild out in them clubs T-shirts and du-rags show my niggaz some love And them fools can`t fade us, man these streets they made us I guess I`m new and they hate us but these bitches can`t play us I live the life of a rida, I`m a soldier to the end From the streets to the hood to the grave or the pen [Chorus] [Master P] Gold teets and tats, we strapped with gats Trucks and sport cars spinnin on 24 rats Got a mean nigga facin fuckin 20 to life Now his kids with no father, figure they can`t sleep at night And the lawyer told his baby momma he ain`t comin home for the summer Man she pawned all his jewelry and got rid of the hummer They shot my cousin Forty then they called me, told me he`d make it But my aunt, she got a bad heart, I know she can`t take it My momma stared at the walls and waited for me to come home I must be here for a reason, why did I live this long? They took my brother Kevin, may he rest in peace Ad me and Silkk won`t be the same til she murder free [Chorus x2] [Afficial] Ghetto soldiers gone to war, you gone but not forgotten This is more than a song, niggaz is still plottin I`m reminiscen, clouds dark while it rain pour Ain`t nutin changed we can still hustle by the same store My boy grown so y`all can fill in the blank My label a gas station niggaz fill in the tank You see my team and we spit it the hardest Still runnin wit my pop`s old advice, finish shit if you started it So we live life on the edge now And shots hurt so a 40 under my shirt until I`m dead now I got real niggaz ridin wit me And so you know that it ain`t a small task if you try and get me [Chorus x2] New No Limit Only (My nigga x8)
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