Mo' Thugs - Thug Finale lyrics

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Mo' Thugs - Thug Finale lyrics

[Skant Intro] This is a Thug World Order Callin' all thugs to the f**in' front line The real motherf**in' thugs f** them clones, f** the imitators The real [Chorus] Everybody with somebody get up out yo chairs It's that thug finale, we gonna rock it for the year If it's hot then it's hot, if it's not we make it hot I Got my Mo' Thug Family and we loadin' all the Glocks [E Mortal Thugs] I'm a born made k**a, call me to grab the gat Slap a b**h, stitch a n***a Through rip they block picture Picture me spittin' just to get at him He see the Navi' n***as that was with him, never had him The bullets from the guns was at him So sad, he should've known my n***as was gon' get back at him And bury on this thug finale, yeah [Layzie] I'm a bad lil' n***a and the sky's the limit See I'm livin' my life cause I'm buyin' the bar Ya'll n***as ain't out here gettin' this paper and I'm Wonderin' what type of clowns is ya'll? Mo' Thug n***as gettin' it, spittin' it, hittin' ya'll Off with the real sh** swiftly Simply out here puttin' it down Be ready for the brand new sheriff in town (Well what's wrong with this one?) "I shot the sheriff and I repoed his badge" (This fellow look like he dead) Up all ya'll wallets give me your j**elry and your cash 211, and a 187 murder is what we bringin' Wit a Mac-11, and a 3-5-7 Weapons for your clique and we gon', strip this game Flip this game, so n***a don't push me Cause the world, I'm ready to f** it like some hot steamy p**y If you with me, n***a you with me n***a if you mad then you fake I gotsta holla at Skandalous Camp cause we got money to make Let's get it, get it [Skant] I was born affiliated and never was underated Cowards wantin' peace when there's war in the streets It's all about the scrilla and n***as back stabbin' They n***as for them dead prez Cut throat, is how this game lead I bent the corner on 20 inch chrome Bumpin' Mo' Thug and Bone And holla at the weedman for 2 zones [Chorus] 2x [E Mortal Thugs] I'm 19 with 19 to put in yo spleen No "If" "Ands" or "bu*ts" or maybe "Between" A mini 14, I hit the scene with somethin' so mean Vietnamese'll feel the heat Comin' from these, T-H-U-G-S We G's Enemies, They bleed Runnin', duckin', hidin', tryin' to find police [Krayzie] And when we find 'em, we bringin' the heat Krayzie the first to bust that pump No need fa' the LeathaFace We goin' all out cause we don't give a f** How many n***as that's say they ready for war, when we Gon bust? huh huh? Why you n***as is sayin' you ready to roll and you ain't tough, chump What the f** is a matter with you? You tryin' to get k**ed n***a, peeled n***a? Better stay in the house cause I'm the field n***a the real n***a [E Mortal Thugs] I keep, heat with me Cause I known to stack cheese My peeps, is E-M-T And we known for that beef We ram shock your block with Glocks It don't stop It won't stop till Mo' Thug, my dawgs reach the top You n***as is a** out Cause we back in this b**h Droppin', hit after hit Makin' you n***as sick So s** my dick [Skant] I'm a Ol' E drinker, Mo' Thug-a** n***a Hustla to stack figures, creepin' is how I get you Slippin' and that's yo stash I plotted you for your cash Stuntin' for a piece of a** Now look at you all mad Real n***as stick together Haters they think they clever But I'm a out smart 'em, carve 'em, and leave 'em with no cheddar [Chorus] 4x [Outro, Martin Luther King] To Bring The Colored Peoples Of The World Out of their long years of poverty Their long years of hurt and neglect - the whole world is doomed..