Thuggin It Up (Album Version)

歌詞

Geah Geah C'mon geah (right) C'mon I comes from the depths of hell Where - killin' niggas roam Illegal mobile phones, 4-5's and 9's: that's chrome Abbreviated sets is where they macks Crack sales in stacks Government pay no taxes If one times roll through they get hit up No bullet proof vest protects that chest Blood gets spit up (geah) You can't believe it like Aids with Eazy Fools be droppin when I be Poppin 'em straight lookin' breezy (geah) Damn why the fuck do they live like that? How come Every lil' park boy carry a gat? (I don't know) Pull car jacks and drive-by's on innocent by (I don't know) standers Intimidate niggas who can't stand us (geah) So baby don't be caught nappin' In clubs, we scrappin on blocks We cappin on niggas, we straight snappin' (that's right) The way you livin' ain't worth a fuck (geah) We straight thuggin' it up c'mon (geah) Somebody say Geah Somebody say Geah (that's right) Somebody say We straight thuggin' it up C'mon nigga I walks around with the glocks all day Puttin in work that Compton way (Compton) Back pocket of the khakis where the rag sticks out One time comin fast(geah) I hear the cluck shout, but uh... It's too late, I done stuffed the rocks up in my ass But I dash like the flash quick fast to get my cash Cause ain't no future in this frontin Corners I bend to get more ends (geah) On fools I'm dumpin' And to my homies I got clout Baby black's got stack and my mom's trying to figure me out Where the fuck you get that chain around your neck son? Where the fuck you get your hands on that damn gun? (geah) I said momma please Cause I got dreams of slangin' ki's, rollin' on D's Bear wit' me cause this live is fucked (geah) Streiht thuggin' it up, c'mon geah Somebody say Geah Somebody say Geah (that's right) Somebody say We straight thuggin' it up Geah Compton Yeah West Side (geah) Somebody say We straight thuggin' it up Shit ain't worked out to good Cause jealous ass fellows got my name floatin' all through the hood So now I rolls with the 9 Watch my back for the pack and even One Time Mom's on nervous status Put her on tha midnight train like Gladys I see some headlights late night in the mirror I make 2 turns, they make 2 turns now it's time to burn I hits the pedal then i jet Duckin' while they buckin', I'm buckin' back cause I ain't dead yet I caught 2 slugs from his chrome (damn) But he caught 2 slugs in his dome (pop pop) Now it's time to take me home And I'm lyin on my back (geah) Spittin up blood, and I'm thinkin' to my muthafuckin self No more livin' in this life that's fucked (geah) Die thuggin' it up, c'mon geah Somebody say Geah Somebody say Geah (that's right) Somebody say We straight thuggin' it up C'mon Compton Somebody say WEST SIDE! Somebody say Geah We straight thuggin' it up C'mon Straight thuggin' it up C'mon geah Straight thuggin' it up C'mon sing My homie Short Casual Tight Loc Rest in Peace