Fredro Starr - Thug Warz Lyrics
[chorus]All my real street niggaz throw your guns upThrow your guns up, throw your guns upId rather have enemiesCause fear last longer than loveIn the streets nothing stronger than thugWe all bleed the same colorWeather you a crip or a bloodYou want more youll be comin with slugs[verse 1: fredro starr]Yo yoThe head nigga in charge, king of new yorkGreatest of all time, you wanna talk streets lets talkWe are the streets, forever check my war reportTheres no way out except entertainment, drugs and sportsFeds try to shut us down, without a reasonable doubtSupreme cliental legal drug money on paper routesTill the death do us part for money, power, respectMy road to riches dont want dies like life after deathIts hell on earth, the block is hot 400 degreezThe truth tell us what envy all eyes on meA top-dawg said the game is to be sold not toldPulled out the ill-matic 16 shots to your domeCapital punishment black trash trapped in crimeThe ghettos trying to kill me, lisence to ill kriminal mindTo understand there was a comin of ageWe niggaz fo life, disaster strikes on judgement day[chorus: 2x]Id rather have enemiesCause fear last longer than loveIn the streets nothing stronger than thugWe all bleed the same colorWeather you a crip or a bloodYou want more youll be comin with slugs[verse 2: napoleon]I aint got time for dem lies, I gotta get minesMutha*****a ask shyne hell tell you I riseDo em dirty this time, worked with phillis this timeYou outta line tryin to war with us shootin that nineGotta our back against the wall, so its ball or dieOutlaw (wha) cause of course u hate it, watch how we riseNigga I street talk, the gangsta walk to be like thisThen I load em up, one by one shootin dont missIts a critical game, we pledge plead for this bloodIf you a thug it dont matter, the crypt fo this cuzOutlaw mutha, *****a then bust yo rocketFirestarr ~ n ~ other people attack yo pocket[e.d.i. mean]Yo its serious biz-, we hand deliver this shitIf you want, its door to door serviceHand em and scream makes it more worth itHold up Im lying cause shit Im gettin money nowSo I drop fifty thou. and take a trip back to the isleCome back to the states like shit what a vacationMy mind on makaveli and this money we takenIm gonna bust em and then vacate the sceneBefore the sireens scream, 2001 look how my team gleamComin up quick, like we out there pitchin them birdiesTerrorize the whole game, with my niggaz from jerseyAnd if you in tha way well shit you be there long (huh)We head strong, so ***** it nigga letz get it on[chorus: 2x]All my real street niggaz throw your guns upThrow your guns up, throw your guns up[chorus: 2x]Id rather have enemiesCause fear last longer than loveIn the streets nothing stronger than thugWe all bleed the same colorWeather you a crip or a bloodYou want more youll be comin with slugs
