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thuglife - ar immortal lyrics

another day another night
a brother dead he ain’t’ fight
he ain’t white
if he was wrist be burnin’ from them cuffs
not his chest from them slugs
if you black you a thug… so f*ck it

thug life cross the stomach

tell me how do you want it
pistols poppin piercing people you love?
or band together fight the pigs
fifty n*ggas with guns
imagine 50 motivated queens they could flip the slums!
either way that you slice it
even with the gang violence
fiends smokin’ up and wylin’
feds put us in this crisis
droppin’ bombs overseas
start whippin up that white sh*t
supply it to the streets
d’s know that we starvin’
plus a n*gga gotta eat
so they turn us into targets for thе harvest
play the plug
show some lovе
got a grip? heres some slugs
play the club
dimes for dubs
when you finish come and get it know you gotta re*up
pick up the package b*st*rds slap on the cuffs
pocket the profits now you locked
and the option is to chat or keep hush
same tactics as slave masters
jim crow the next chapter
now you locked in f*ck!
pacing back and forth in central bookings
never shooken
when walkin up to the judge
they ain’t gon see a n*gga lynched on this day
walk up to the podiums hold a straight face and say
thug life! you don’t give a f*ck right?
all my n*ggas trappin makin magic till the sunrise
said you wanted static
we could have it
you got guns right?
box us in the slums right?
toss a couple crumbs right?
n*gga scream thuglife
you don’t give a f*ck right?
all my n*ggas trappin makin magic till the sunrise
said you wanted static
we could have it
you got guns right?
box us in the slums right?
toss a couple crumbs right?
n*ggas scream thuglife!
uh! n*gga scream thuglife
they toss a couple crumbs like
you know we don’t give a f*ck right, right?
what it is
what ain’t
nothin ain’t what you think
they really playin’ wicked games
got me painted in the pic
like i’m sick in the brain
its aight respark the flames
i really pull from the pain
cops be pullin on the trigger with no care for the aim
bet they care for that collar
not bothered by who slain
just another n*gga gone
and to them its all the same
people die every day
and they say if you livin’ in the streets chalk it up to the game
but a question in my brain
that i can’t understand
how you policing a land
that you theived for and scammed
saluting the flag with blood on your hand
sheep see it as nothin say its part of the plan
so f*ck em!

thug life! you don’t give a f*ck right?
all my n*ggas trappin makin magic till the sunrise
said you wanted static
we could have it
you got guns right?
box us in the slums right?
toss a couple crumbs right?
n*gga scream thuglife
you dont give a f*ck right?
all my n*ggas trappin makin magic till the sunrise
said you wanted static
we could have it
you got guns right?
box us in the slums right?
toss a couple crumbs right?
n*ggas scream thuglife!
uh! n*gga scream thuglife
they toss a couple crumbs like
you know we dont give a f*ck right, right?

- ar immortal lyrics

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