But you gotta keep it real if ya wanna make it, doin' it big, and takin' notice of the kills, gotta handle ya business, gotta get in it to win it, and then you gotta get up out of it,
And that's real really,
My thugs feel me, put ya fists up in the air, ya,
Niggas I'm commin' to the war, 'n im'ma meet you niggas there,
Ready to rumblin', 'n I swear, we commin' from everywhere,
Where my thugs at? Where they at? Fuck that!
Nigga lets do in the enemy now,
Terminate 'em 'n eliminate, I, takin' out the frustration,
On the world, get 'em back for the playa hation,
Talkin' bout when we gotta roll, And wouldn't ya know,
They ain't ready fo' the war,
While the rich take some, give the rest to the poor, total control,
Make 'em feel the pain, in 2 Double-0 0,
It's the end of the road so what ya goin' do,
Im'ma ride you can die if ya want to,
But all them real souljas come on move,
Get ya suits on, boots on, these do belong,
T-H (t-h), U-G (u-g), that's what we be,
Across the nation, pump ya fists and get ready fa' this...occasion,
Nigga better fade on, I wanna see victory,
Y'all niggas better roll with this 'cause split'n 'em,
Fuck that we WIN!
(Chorus x2)
[Verse 2]:
Nigga thug if ya wanna be a thug, nigga be a thug if ya got to,
Throw it up, keep it in the air, scream it out,
Thug (thug) Thug (thug), thuggin' 'till the day I die,
When I'm high, if ya look into my eyes, you'll truly find, no kind like I, Gemini, gotta control both sides,
My Lordy Lord maintain....hard, 'cause Im'ma soulja at war,
Steady runnin' with the weapons, 'cause it still ain't gettin' better,
I figured it out,
It's all real, if it ain't, then it ain't right,
Come on! If you wanna feel thug...love, than that's real,
We got the real thang baby,
I hate to burn ya, learn ya, stay out if it don't concern ya,
You don't really wanna get involved with the murda,
But shit, if you wan't it, you got it, (we real)
It don't stop we goin pop shots still, to the double glock glock nigga,
Takin' "No Shorts, No Losses" man,
Yes these days are still the same like, "Gotta make that money" man,
Bang, gotta get down fo' my thang, and I do it so smooth,
When I'm stalkin gat fools.......walkin' jack moves,
Now I'm gonna run, with my shotgun, that the blood is on,
Y'all can't fuck with the "thuggish ruggish (ruggish)bone bone bone bone"
That's "Thug Mentality"
(Chorus x2)
Where my Detroit Thugs!, Cincinati Thugs!,
Where my Columbus Thugs!, my Chicago Thugs!,
Where the fuck my New York Thugs!,
Where the fuck my Texas Thugs!, my KANSAS CITY THUGS!,
Where my Milwaukee Thugs!, my Colorado Thugs!,
Where my St. Louis Thugs!,
Where my Atlanta Thugs!, my Alabama Thugs!, my New Orleans Thugs!,
Where my Miami Thugs!,
Where my Jamaican Thugs!, my California Thugs!,
My Arizona Thugs, my New Mexico Thugs!,
My Puerto Rico Thugs, (thuggin' thuggin' thuggin' thuggin')
Cleeeveeelaaands, def-inat-ly, in the house (in the house, in the house)
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