lirik lagu black child - for the thugs
[intro: renegade]
geah
yeah
yeah
[chorus: [?] & black child]
i said it’s remy and hennessy
when n~ggas finish me, no wings, i be high
n~gga don’t cry, fo five chocolate top
blood and crip sh~t, mean mugs, gangsta b~tches
s~x, guns and drugs
jealous love, n~gga tear up the f~ckin’ club
and put your lighters up
this is for the thugs
uh
this is for the thugs
yo
i said it’s remy and hennessy
when n~ggas finish me, no wings, i be high
n~gga don’t cry, fo five chocolate top
blood and crip sh~t, mean mugs, gangsta b~tches
s~x, guns and drugs
jealous love, n~gga tear up the f~ckin’ club (uh~huh)
and put your lighters up
this is for the thugs (what, what)
uh
this is for the thugs (what, what)
[verse 1: black child & [?]]
first they got pac
i might be next to, tell you the truth
i wouldn’t wish death on my worst enemy
my thirst for hennessy is a burst of energy
when i’m gone
raised in the streets
amongst the murderers and thieves, prostitutes and police
twisted off of big ls, listenin’ to heaven and h~ll
tryna chef sales with the fish scale
hit me on the next tell
i get the next sell
then it’s back with my bottom, the s~x sells
a double [?] the cron’s wit’chu, the god get chu
launch missiles, the arms cold as a ice sickle
the price right? the don a be right wit’chu
a nice night ain’t right if (yeah) you ain’t pack a pistol
[chorus: [?] & [?]]
i said it’s remy and hennessy
when n~ggas finish me, no wings, i be high
n~gga don’t cry, fo five chocolate top
blood and crip sh~t, mean mugs, gangsta b~tches
s~x, guns and drugs
jealous love, n~gga tear up the f~ckin’ club
and put your lighters up
this is for the thugs
uh
this is for the thugs
yo
i said it’s remy and hennessy
when n~ggas finish me, no wings, i be high
n~gga don’t cry, fo five chocolate top
blood and crip sh~t, mean mugs, gangsta b~tches
s~x, guns and drugs
jealous love, n~gga tear up the f~ckin’ club
and put your lighters up
this is for the thugs (what about the hustlers, n~gga?)
uh
this is for the thugs (v, v,) (yeah)
[verse 2: [?]]
yo, i don’t rap and hustle for [?]
i rap and hustle for funds
trapped through the struggle so my fam can overcome
most [?] is [?], your discussion is over none
[?], bling or cream but you can die over some
at ease when a soldier come
ahead of my time, get all my game from the older thugs (uh~huh)
that flame i roll a ton (yeah)
i keep hearin’ you gotta pay the cost to be the boss
[?] [?] need to know how much bein’ a boss cost (i never [?])
nowadays those stand on a mountain and pitch [?] ([?] [?] huh?)
and they gonna hate regardless, don’t get p~ssed off (i don’t get mad at these haters)
get money on your mind, take advantage of rich thoughts (that’s smart)
plottin’ big bucks, never switch up, all you snitch f~cks b~tch up, made you give up, [?] you hit up, i’m wit a
b~tch wit a big b~tt, gettin’ my d~ck suck
this for the hustlers, thugs
don’t give fidd uck
[chorus: [?] & [?]]
i said it’s remy and hennessy
when n~ggas finish me, no wings, i be high
n~gga don’t cry, fo five chocolate top
blood and crip sh~t, mean mugs, gangsta b~tches
s~x, guns and drugs
jealous love, n~gga tear up the f~ckin’ club
and put your lighters up
this is for the thugs
uh
this is for the thugs
yo
i said it’s remy and hennessy
when n~ggas finish me, no wings, i be high
n~gga don’t cry, fo five chocolate top
blood and crip sh~t, mean mugs, gangsta b~tches
s~x, guns and drugs
jealous love, n~gga tear up the f~ckin’ club
and put your lighters up
this is for the thugs (yep)
uh
this is for the thugs (yeah) (this is for the thugs)
[verse 3: [?]]
ayo, ayo, this is for the thugs on that [?] some real sh~t (yep)
on some ready to die, ready to k!ll sh~t (i’m ready)
on block tryna get cash like will smith ([?] of [?] though) where n~ggas got crack, pill and piff
i’m tryna eat, good, no meals missed
i’m hungry (i don’t know about ya’ll n~ggas) but tryna not to get caught in a drift, i stay
on my job, on my shift, when i speak it’s all real, when you speak it’s a myth (yeah)
i was, raised off free lunch and [?]
i think about my younger days and gotta take me a sip
and i ain’t [?] 21, ain’t that some sh~t, i know
d~mn, that’s some sh~t
but now it’s back to the hood, i got packs to flip
i’m here now, you lames on the absence list (i’m not hearing no [?], man)
y’all wonder why i’m so perfect ’cause i practice this
i puff weed that look like cactuses
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