Thug Life Again Lyrics by Trick Daddy

Thug Life Again Lyrics

    [Verse 1: Money Mark]

    It's hard for a nigga just to breathe in the streets
    Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets
    Nigga's bleeding in the streets
    So I don't go, unless I'm chillin' on the low with my middle finger up
    And I'm ridin' for Buddy Roe
    Cause he jammed in it
    My dog got slammed in it
    I even lost Bam in it, wait a damn minute
    This the street life, cracker think a nigga fadeless
    Cause I'm tryin' to make it out the matrix, fuck this nigga
    Nigga's life for dope and nigga's die for dope
    And nigga's die cause they live on dope
    And I remember when I told 'cha Roe
    I would've shed blood for ya'
    A nigga still got much love for ya'
    Nigga, believe that, and yeah Money Mark mean that
    Until the day a nigga lean back
    This how a nigga show you real love
    A dedication to them real thugs
    Cause we the last one's livin'

    [Chorus: (repeat 2x) Trick Daddy]

    All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns
    We can break Buddy Roe out the pin
    And then it's thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh

    [Verse 2: Trick Daddy]

    I'm 'bout a G short, not bees
    One of my (???) got caught with three ki's
    And he ain't taking no pleas
    Ride or die, holla thug life
    I know the feeling, I know exactly what it look like
    Buddy Roe you better hold on
    Cause when the crackers catch ya' they'll hide 'cha ass for so long
    And they'll ship ya' ass so far
    They'll probably (???) turn round duce things in yo' car
    Hell, I rather the go to war with 'em
    They got guns but my guns skreeting mo' with 'em
    Bullets that explode in 'em
    Huh, and I don't see no vest
    But cha'll know the rest
    That rapid fire hit 'em right in the chest
    His mammy gotta right 'em a check
    For the rose for the dead man
    Huh, you understand, nigga it's thug life again

    [Chorus: repeat 4x]

    All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns
    Just to break Buddy Roe out the pin
    And then it's thug life again nigga, thug life nigga, huh

    [Trick Daddy talking:]
    Thug life nigga fuck nigga's die in thug life
    Fuck nigga's ain't gone never be shit, ain't gone never succeed
    Fuck nigga's ain't gone never have no money
    Cause them real nigga's can take it
    Fuck nigga's can keep calling the police
    You fuck nigga's can keep crossing ya'll (???) on a nigga
    This motherfucking thug life you pussy ass cunt
    dick sucking, dick licking ass,
    dick in the bootie, fuck flauging ass nigga,
    ya'll nigga's know who ya'll is
    Fuck ya, one time, for them motherfucking killers
    One time for the dope dealers
    One time for any motherfucker in America, who 'bout some war
    'Bout some legal getting money shit, tax free biiitch!!!

    [Chorus comes back on to repeat 2x]

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