like trophies But y'all think I'm gonna let my dough freeze Ho please You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees? Who you think brought you
go another line you figured Never drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was Never been that {nigga} If you really wanna test me, brother don't stress me Or you
Look If you had One shot To sit on your lazy butt And watch all the TV you ever wanted Until your brain turned to mush Would you go for it? Or just let
(These are the days of our lives) These are the days of our lives Now come into my world And you can see that we are more than thugs We're more than
for my friends Twinny twin, twin not once did I give up defeat so So who wanna bag who wanna bag you wanna bag You wanna bag you gotta bag, so send him
' them slugs on you fools Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews Don't start no shit, we come equipped, so niggas stay cool One eighty seven, you think that you
Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Who the thugs with the wickedest
and crews Good fellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes Who's the killa, me or you? We forgive you For you know not what you do Seven A.M., woke in the mornin
tell you one thing Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby You right about that shit right there You know, Is that right? Heh heh Nigga you
and we lit in a doorway here Clair, stickin' up tha sto' What did you think I'm scared? There you are What did you think I'd bring you down? Shoot, shoot
out why you bitches roll in packs 'Cause niggas who ain't shit talk loud and pack gats You got a fuckin' pistol, now you think you're a VIP man But you
got a receipt Cool your old ass off 'cause it's hot on these streets I got dogs and they not on a leash So you hope you understand, do you copy, capesh
hope they got a recipt cool you own shit off cuz its hot on these streets i got dogs and they not on a leash so i hope you understand do you copy capiche
Body tated, hair matted, sellin' key's if you fuck wit these Law breakin' niggaz scream, fuck the police We gonna ball fo, the lil nigga shit What the fuck you
but once you get grown and out on your own Bills apon bills apon bills is what you have Before you get your check than you already spend half See
killin' 'em all, all (Saukrates verse 2) Yeah. Let me show you how to blast up, Now tell me who is a masta. A mind never wasted, Who grows fasta? The
who you are, who made you and who's keepin' you here Who's makin' you not duck from problems in fear People in your way, dogs and bitches Who's lickin
O nigga Make it, make it seem easy Queens Day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B O R O nigga Who I die for This is for my Q dogs, who lit a block's bright