[02:27.00]Thug Lords holdin' the chopper in the sky, ni**a bust yours
[02:27.00]All my niggaz, they down to ride for the thug Lords
[02:27.00]Ni**a that cross me, his a** gon die, my ni**a bust yours
[02:27.00]Them niggaz want war
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[02:27.00]I'm glad you said it, now you old a** rappers gon get it
[02:27.00]Been in the business twenty seconds, held down eleven
[02:27.00]J, you better tell these f**kin' peasants you wet me, you get wetted
[02:27.00]Even your f**kin' [unverified] get detted
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[02:27.00]Fake a** synthetic, poetic emcees get shredded
[02:27.00]Styles pathetic, I move to Texas, take all your letice
[02:27.00]I got a six-million dollar fetish, that's what it takes to build me
[02:27.00]I know you wish some niggaz peel me and drill me
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[02:27.00]You better pay a ni**a to peel me, and kill me
[02:27.00]Fill me 'til the sh*t the empty, play it filthy, put a hundred slugs in me
[02:27.00]Spot a ni**a out like Spuz Mc Kenzie, the thug is in me
[02:27.00]My spare time, I rhyme, drink Remy, load up the semi
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[02:27.00]I was born to slap the sh*t out of macks, take their b**ch
[02:27.00]Run up in their studio, duct tape their clique
[02:27.00]A smilie face ain't sh*t, if you got Yuk in your mouth
[02:27.00]My nuts in your mouth, how does it feel to get f**ked in your mouth?
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[02:27.00]Niggaz ridin' Bentley's, your artist stuck in the house
[02:27.00]Starvin', broke as f**k in the apartment, stuck in the south
[02:27.00]I'm weighed out, niggaz some where in Germany, burnin' w**d
[02:27.00]Learnin' these foreign languages, tourin'
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[02:27.00]Allways performin' like Laryn Hill, my sh*t's sore as steel
[02:27.00]I'm real, like Slim Shady, b**ch quit ignorin' skills
[02:27.00]I kill, niggaz better stop smokin fry, and poppin' pills, I drill
[02:27.00]But all you muthaf**kaz, I'm the illest ni**a, I feel
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[02:27.00]F**k a record deal, the game is fake
[02:27.00]My ni**a Coolio said f**k 'em
[02:27.00]Start sayin' names and dates
[02:27.00]Make 'em hate the One Hit Wonder
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[02:27.00]This time, my sh*t hit like thunder
[02:27.00]In the Hummer, ni**a, the MOB took me under
[02:27.00]Try'na be mack niggaz, stay your a** in Atlanta
[02:27.00]Old a** rappers, make Oakland look bad like Hammer
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[02:27.00]Niggaz dissin' Yuk, sayin' they don't like my sh*t
[02:27.00]Then turn around and say,"Yuk, help me write my sh*t"
[02:27.00]Ain't that a b**ch?
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[02:27.00]Thug Lords holdin' the chopper in the sky, ni**a bust yours
[02:27.00]All my niggaz, they down to ride for the thug Lords
[02:27.00]Ni**a that cross me, his a** gon die, my ni**a bust yours
[02:27.00]Them niggaz want war
[02:27.00]
[02:27.00]If them niggaz ain't down wit gettin' cream, f**k 'em
[02:27.00]And if them niggaz ain't down wit the Regime, f**k 'em, I rush 'em
[02:27.00]Aim at their limosine, buck 'em, I never loved 'em
[02:27.00]I never trust them, ni**a I crush 'em, old antiques I dust 'em
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[02:27.00]And f**k 'em off in the game like so
[02:27.00]Nobody [unverified] f**k wit my flow, not even you stole my hydro
[02:27.00]My main objective, take this b**ch over
[02:27.00]They gon make me vice president before this b**ch over
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[02:27.00]Beware of the Ayatolla, come and shut you down
[02:27.00]Make you exit out of town, who got the best sh*t now?
[02:27.00]Ni**a, you know your a** was in Tha Row, what side you on?
[02:27.00]That's why I'm doin' my next song with Eightball and Bone
[02:27.00]B**ch, ha, ha, ha, ha Thug Lord ha, ha, ha, yes