Thug Story Lyrics by Black Rob

Thug Story Lyrics

    [Black Rob]
    Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go...
    Once upon a time not long ago
    when I was outta town movin work with Zo
    I used to bring my nigga B.R.
    and niggas with the burna's holdin' down B-R
    There lived a jealous kid that was mislead
    by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead
    (He said) Me and you are gonna push this rock
    Once we kill Rob we takin over the block
    They did the job, but didnt suceed
    When I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believe
    They started bustin and'a bustin filled my ribs like crusting
    had the vest on so it didnt mean nothin
    One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erratic
    But he fell, two slugs from my semi-automatic
    Ran two blocks there was cops all over
    Then I dipped into the building ???
    Banged on the door of apartment 83
    Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me
    Ran to the roof like 'Fuck that sista'
    Ask an old man 'Can you help me mista?'
    Got to the roof clutchin my four-four
    open up the door, yo guess who I saw (Who?)
    Black and ?Deaf? now, ain't this proper
    Guns drawn full of ??? toward the helicopter
    Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered
    Body all battered, and clothes all tattered
    Deep in my heart I wanted revenge
    but I let the shit slide til I saw 'em again
    Pulled out my guns and released a clip (And)
    Thats the way I gotta end this shit
    He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream
    Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream
    Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
    'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath
    Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live

    Good night...good night

    Knock 'em out the box Black

    [Black Rob]
    I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up
    Wifey on the side like Justin, shes kept the hope up
    All thats on my mind is revenge revenge
    Justin and a few dogs kicked the door of the hinge
    Go with the drawers on, man its cold as shit
    Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit
    He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for 'Delph
    Not knowin that he might get killed himself
    Now wifey being trained by the F.O.I.
    It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye
    he was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have her
    Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger
    Well in these times, well atleast to me
    No true niggas rollin come in sets of three
    And they won't stop rollin til you let them see
    All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves
    Barely out the crib caught one in the leg
    Couldn't even get my ??? had to leave 'em for dead (Damn)
    That's cold, yeah I know, but the cold in the streets
    the one who escaped is the one holdin the heat
    Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze
    By the time y'all hear this I'll be somewhere in Belize
    With some bad asian chick layin between my knees
    While I'm blowin off some trees, pumpin B.I.G.'s
    Greastest hits, this was my latest shit
    Watch how niggas act when they play this shit
    This a lesson, shits for real no dressing
    No ?lip? infestin, crab cats I'm addressin
    Bad Boy, the 44 Mag, fresh off the rack
    All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the fuck back
    This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
    'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath
    Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live

    Good night...good night

    Knock 'em out the box Black

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