Thug Life Again

Thug Life Again - Trick Daddy

Verse 1: Money Mark

It's hard for a ni**a just to breathe in the streets

Let alone trying to make cheese in the streets

Ni**a's bleeding in the streets

So I don't go, unless I'm chillin' on the low with my middle finger up

And I'm ridin' for Buddy Roe

Cause he jammed in it

My dog got slammed in it

I even lost Bam in it, wait a damn minute

This the street life, cracker think a ni**a fadeless

Cause I'm tryin' to make it out the matrix, f**k this ni**a

Ni**a's life for d**e and ni**a's die for d**e

And ni**a's die cause they live on d**e

And I remember when I told 'cha Roe

I would've shed blood for ya'

A ni**a still got much love for ya'

Ni**a, believe that, and yeah Money Mark mean that

Until the day a ni**a lean back

This how a ni**a show you real love

A dedication to them real thugs

Cause we the last one's livin'

Chorus: (repeat 2x) Trick Daddy

All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns

We can break Buddy Roe out the pin

And then it's thug life again ni**a, thug life ni**a, huh

Verse 2: Trick Daddy

I'm 'bout a G short, not bees

One of my (???) got caught with three ki's

And he ain't taking no pleas

Ride or die, holla thug life

I know the feeling, I know exactly what it look like

Buddy Roe you better hold on

Cause when the crackers catch ya' they'll hide 'cha a** for so long

And they'll ship ya' a** so far

They'll probably turn round duce things in yo' car

Hell, I rather the go to war with 'em

They got guns but my guns skreeting mo' with 'em

Bullets that explode in 'em

Huh, and I don't see no vest

But cha'll know the rest

That rapid fire hit 'em right in the chest

His mammy gotta right 'em a check

For the rose for the dead man

Huh, you understand, ni**a it's thug life again

Chorus: repeat 4x

All I need to get on is a few good men with big guns

Just to break Buddy Roe out the pin

And then it's thug life again ni**a, thug life ni**a, huh

Trick Daddy talking:

Thug life ni**a f**k ni**a's die in thug life

F**k ni**a's ain't gone never be sh*t, ain't gone never succeed

F**k ni**a's ain't gone never have no money

Cause them real ni**a's can take it

F**k ni**a's can keep calling the police

You f**k ni**a's can keep crossing ya'll on a ni**a

This motherf**king thug life you p**sy a** cunt

dick sucking, dick licking a**,

dick in the bootie, f**k flauging a** ni**a,

ya'll ni**a's know who ya'll is

F**k ya, one time, for them motherf**king killers

One time for the d**e dealers

One time for any motherf**ker in America, who 'bout some war

'Bout some legal getting money sh*t, tax free biiitch!!!

Chorus comes back on to repeat 2x