*featuring Money Mark of Tre+6
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[Verse 1: Money Mark]
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It's hard for a nigga just to breathe in the streets
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Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets
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Nigga's bleeding in the streets
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So I don't go, unless I'm chillin' on the low with my middle finger up
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And I'm ridin' for Buddy Roe
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Cause he jammed in it
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My dog got slammed in it
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I even lost Bam in it, wait a damn minute
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This the street life, cracker think a nigga fadeless
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Cause I'm tryin' to make it out the matrix, fuck this nigga
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Nigga's life for dope and nigga's die for dope
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And nigga's die cause they live on dope
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And I remember when I told 'cha Roe
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I would've shed blood for ya'
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A nigga still got much love for ya'
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Nigga, believe that, and yeah Money Mark mean that
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Until the day a nigga lean back
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This how a nigga show you real love
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A dedication to them real thugs
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Cause we the last one's livin'
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[Chorus: (repeat 2x) Trick Daddy]
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All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns
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We can break Buddy Roe out the pin
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And then it's thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh
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[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
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I'm 'bout a G short, not bees
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One of my (???) got caught with three ki's
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And he ain't taking no pleas
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Ride or die, holla thug life
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I know the feeling, I know exactly what it look like
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Buddy Roe you better hold on
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Cause when the crackers catch ya' they'll hide 'cha ass for so long
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And they'll ship ya' ass so far
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They'll probably (???) turn round duce things in yo' car
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Hell, I rather the go to war with 'em
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They got guns but my guns skreeting mo' with 'em
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Bullets that explode in 'em
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Huh, and I don't see no vest
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But cha'll know the rest
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That rapid fire hit 'em right in the chest
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His mammy gotta right 'em a check
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For the rose for the dead man
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Huh, you understand, nigga it's thug life again
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[Chorus: repeat 4x]
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All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns
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Just to break Buddy Roe out the pin
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And then it's thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh
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[Trick Daddy talking:]
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Thug life nigga fuck nigga's die in thug life
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Fuck nigga's ain't gone never be shit, ain't gone never succeed
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Fuck nigga's ain't gone never have no money
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Cause them real nigga's can take it
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Fuck nigga's can keep calling the police
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You fuck nigga's can keep crossing ya'll (???) on a nigga
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This motherfucking thug life you pussy ass cunt
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dick sucking, dick licking ass,
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dick in the bootie, fuck flauging ass nigga,
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ya'll nigga's know who ya'll is
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Fuck ya, one time, for them motherfucking killers
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One time for the dope dealers
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One time for any motherfucker in America, who 'bout some war
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'Bout some legal getting money shit, tax free biiitch!!!
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[Chorus comes back on to repeat 2x]
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Thug Life Again
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| Trick Daddy |
