Yukmouth - Thug Lord Lyrics
[Chorus]Thug LordsHoldin' the chopper in the sky, nigga (Bust Yours)All my niggaz, they down to ride for the (Thug Lords)Nigga that cross me, his ass gon die, my nigga (Bust Yours)Them niggaz (Want War)[Verse 1]I'm glad you said it, now you old ass rappers gon get itBeen in the business twenty seconds, held down elevenJ., you better tell these *****in peasants, you wet me, you get wettedEven your *****in ______, get dettedFake ass synthetic, poetic emcees get shreddedStyles pathetic, I move to Texas, take all your leticeI got a six-million dollar *****, that's what it takes to build meI know you wish some niggaz peel me, and drill meYou better pay a nigga to peel me, and kill meFill me 'til the shit the empty, play it filthy, put a hundred slugs in meSpot a nigga out like Spuz Mc Kenzie, the thug is in meMy spare time, I rhyme, drink Remy, load up the semiI was born to slap the shit out of macks, take their *****Run up in their studio, duct tape their cliqueA smilie face ain't shit, if you got Yuk in your mouthMy nuts in your mouth, how does it feel to get *****ed in your mouth?Niggaz ridin' Bentley's, your artist stuck in the houseStarvin', broke as ***** in the apartment, stuck in the southI'm weighed out, niggaz some where in Germany, burnin' weedLearnin' these foreign languages, tourin'Allways performin' like Laryn Hill, my shit's sore as steelI'm real, like Slim Shady, ***** quit ignorin' skillsI kill, niggaz better stop smokin fry, and poppin' pills, I drillBut all you mutha*****az, I'm the illest nigga, I feel***** a record deal, the game is fakeMy nigga Coolio said "***** 'em", start sayin' names and datesMake 'em hate the "One Hit Wonder"This time, my shit hit like thunder, in the Hummer, nigga, the MOB took me underTry'na be mack niggaz, stay your ass in AtlantaOld ass rappers, make Oakland look bad like HammerNiggaz dissin Yuk, sayin' they don't like my shitThen turn around and say "Yuk, help me write my shit"Ain't that a *****?[Chorus]Thug LordsHoldin' the chopper in the sky, my nigga (Bust Yours)All of my niggaz, they down to ride for the (Thug Lords)The nigga that cross me, his ass gon die, my nigga (Bust Yours)Them niggaz (Want War)[Verse 2]If them niggaz ain't down wit gettin' cream, ***** 'emAnd if them niggaz ain't down wit the Regime, ***** 'em, I rush 'emAim at their limosine, buck 'em, I never loved 'emI never trust them, nigga I crush 'em, old antiques I dust 'emAnd ***** 'em off in the game like soNobody _____, ***** wit my flow, not even you stole my hydroMy main objective: "Take this ***** over"They gon make me vice president before this ***** overBeware of the Ayatolla, come and shut you downMake you exit out of town, who got the best shit now?Nigga, you know your ass was in Tha Row, what side you on?That's why I'm doin' my next song with Eightball and Bone*****, (ha ha ha ha)Thug Lord (ha ha ha, yes)
