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- Naughty by Nature Thug Love 歌詞
- Naughty by Nature
- I got love for my Bloods got love for my Crips
Got love for my thugs and we dont trip we get rich
Love for my disciples love for my lords
Pitchforks and fivestars street soldiers for sure
Got love for Latin kings and love for MEXICO!
S.A.s and L.K.s joint coast to coast
Love the everyday hustlin bustlin musclin but what
When we war we stay strugglin
I got a plan a pound a payment lets roll
Im seein red the blue the brown black and gold
Time to stand as one and snatch back the soul
Gangsters we all can jack back control
Got the b!tches comin with the booty and bubbly
Time to discuss streets cuz sh!t got ugly
I thought they all facin enemy to enemy
Cuz aint a motherf*ckin thang here industry
Who in here bangin over money or a b !tch that you aint sure to get
Or soon as you get it split it
Over a block thats hot or a chain that he got
The иigga he popped or over the dimes that HE dropped
Either way we got a bil a day
Cuz nowadays its kids that spray they feel that way
And if we chill and wait and dont delibirate
You see they feel that way and then they kill that way
I got love for my Bloods got love for my Crips
Got love for my thugs and we dont trip we get rich
Love for my disciples love for my lords
Pitchforks and fivestars street soldiers for sure
Got love for Latin kings and love for MEXICO!
S.A.s and L.K.s joint coast to coast
Love the everyday hustlin bustlin musclin but what
When we war we stay strugglin
I love my иiggas to the death of me
I think its my motherf*ckin destiny
My homies bringin out the best in me
Shout to my people out on the streets who dont be stessin me
See what you fake иiggas cant feel
Is that the real recognize real
иiggas who rob and steal
Could give a f*ck about image and sex apeal
So when they see you on the streets (иigga you know the deal)
Aiyyo these so-called gangsters as so-called hard
I seen em rollin with a million man entourage
But then they still get touched on by the law
That makes me think what the f*ck they even hired em for
You see we all in the same gang
Because weve all hit the same thang
But now its time иiggas game changed
And while hes sleepin callin us 'lost souls'
We send a million O.G.s straight to the pole
I got love for my Bloods got love for my Crips
Got love for my thugs and we dont trip we get rich
Love for my disciples love for my lords
Pitchforks and fivestars street soldiers for sure
Got love for Latin kings and love for MEXICO!
S.A.s and L.K.s joint coast to coast
Love the everyday hustlin bustlin musclin but what
When we war we stay strugglin
You got my back I got yo back
You got yo strap I got my strap
We got it and you know it
We got it and you know it
You got my back I got yo back
You got yo strap I got my strap
We got it and you know it
We got it and you know it
As our people with a purpose see the sh!t surface
They get us cuz the feds is the иigga you do the dirt with
Sick of pleading 'Your Honor' f*ck you contempt on gettin calmer
Sick of these warrants and drinkin and drivin drama
Time to get connected and stop makin them records
Bout slangin and bangin but they cant hold it when it get hectic
Alotta иiggas live soft and act hard
Alotta rappers be claimin they be gangsters but trackstars
Alotta cops kick ass for quick cash and fast cars
The bottom of the beaten иiggas with the last scars
Ima do Diallo I feel dawg he was hollow
If we dont fight today its nothin to fight for tomorrow
I got love for my Bloods got love for my Crips
Got love for my thugs and we dont trip we get rich
Love for my disciples love for my lords
Pitchforks and fivestars street soldiers for sure
Got love for Latin kings and love for MEXICO!
S.A.s and L.K.s joint coast to coast
Love the everyday hustlin bustlin musclin but what
When we war we stay strugglin
I got love for my Bloods got love for my Crips
Got love for my thugs and we dont trip we get rich
Love for my disciples love for my lords
Pitchforks and fivestars street soldiers for sure
Got love for Latin kings and love for MEXICO!
S.A.s and L.K.s joint coast to coast
Love the everyday hustlin bustlin musclin but what
When we war we stay strugglin
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