Thug 4 Life - Blaze Ya Dead Homie

I was a G in life, I’m still a G in death

And if you think I’m not a thug, don’t hold your breath

My name is Blaze, and I roll with Anybody Killa

'Drive-By on this bitch, you bitch nigga!'

All you scary bitches, shut up and go inside

All my thug muthaf**kas, come on, we bout to ride

Real G’s in my hood don’t be f**kin' around

Ya gotta be a clique thick before the sun goes down

You could get yo' life took

Smart mouth, dirty looks

By the product of the streets, hood G’s and crooks

With a double barrelled shotgun pressed to your eye

I’ma take what’s mine and I’ma say it one more time

I’ma take what’s mine and I’ma leave with nothing less

For the three f**kin' slugs that I took in the chest

No rest for the killas equipped with mean mugs

Who know what it’s like to be a muthaf**kin' thug?

Niggas and hoes

Bitches ain’t shit

All you haters, eat this dick

Who know what it’s like

To be a thug for life…

Be a thug for life…

Be a thug for life…

Niggas and hoes

Bitches ain’t shit

All you haters, eat this dick

Who know what it’s like

To be a thug for life…

Be a thug for life…

Be a thug for life…

Late night, gettin' high

Thinkin' in my mind, hopin' everything’s gonna be alright

Situations drive me insane

Now who’s to blame?

Need someone who’s down for me and not the fame

Is there anyone that I can trust in this f**ked up world?

Reminiscin' of the bitchin' that you gave me girl

I’m all alone

Just me and my microphone

With the urge to do a drive-by

Ever since the day homie came back alive

'Throw ya hands up in the sky'

If you c