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Intro:
[willie d of geto boys]
Still going
Yeah, here we go again
We bout to roll on some motherfuckers
G.b. rap-a-lot mafia
Recognize the mob nigga
All our motherfuckin' enemies goin dead together
No exception, absolutely none
Everybody dies, everybody

Verse 1:
[willie d]
You ain't followin' the leader
Less you follow with me
It's willie d, motherfucker
Eternally to say,
That I'm a loud-mouth nigga with an attitude
Intimidation, fuckin' with a man
Never seen a badder dude
I'm rather lude
My condom sucked
But I don't give a fuck
Now nigga, nigga what
Opposition so frightend that they vrim a shadow
Hot sluts in the muggship creep without a paddle
I'm ready willin', and able to pull a bullet in your navel
If you got beef bring it to the table
I'm unstabile, look in my eyes
It's showin' death
Fuck right, I go on livin'
Wanna see a mil, before I'm killed
Get a house on the hills if it's god's will
Why niggas gotta cry an o.g
Better motherfuckers die before me
Bye, bye
There's a better place for gangbangers
I take you there
I like the motherfuckin' stablesingers
My itchy finger says fuck it and I squeeze the trigger
Watchin' I be the one to splat this ho-ass nigga
I ain't feelin'

Chorus:
[yukmouth of the luniz]
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
5th ward die for us
Ride for us
Killa cali die for us
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Cleveland die for us
Ride for us
Street port die for us

Verse 2:
[yukmouth]
Ride for us, die for us
With a .45 like drive and bust
Hide and duck, fuck him up
Live and stuffed
When the blinds is up
I'm on some mo'
Grindin' though, switch it up
Bust, we makin' that shit from one way 5 and up
Time's up, playin' life with us
Your wife get fucked and bucked, pay the price for us
An other one bites the dust
Feds don't frighten us
Niggas doin' life for us
Fuckin' die in us
So the cops lyin' us
We us use the bottom white stuff from the colombians
Now the cia's supplyin' us
The fbi is eyein' us
Peruvian flake
We buy it up
When the droubt hit
We highin' up
The prices in life is this nicest
On my rolex, turkey like dicess
Cv devices, slide in a white six with like tits
Spit that mafia life shit
The crimeboss let nines off
You niggas better be tearin' mines off
Motherfucker ask willie d
And scarface
How that nigga yuk, buck 'em up
Leave 'em in they car laced
With bullet fragments all in they body
Caught him the trafic
That nigga plastic
Be fuckin' fagets

Chorus:
[yukmouth]
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Chi-town die for us
Ride for us
D.c. die for us
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
New orleans die for us
Ride for us
Detroit die for us

Verse 3:
[dmg of facemob]
I got a chest full of drama
Ruff rider, nigga
Back off 'for I bomb ya
Alarm ya
Black knight in shinin' armor
Fuck y'all niggas
We rollin' like the car stolen
Wide open, hoo-bangin'
2 things are on blastin'
Traffic thick as a basket pop
I don't blast this
Fully automatic
All up in ya
Still I continue
To serve niggas on the menu
Feel up to vin you
Geto boys sellin' it down
Ain't real without a doubt
You burn it out
Movin' you niggas
Provin' you niggas
I ruin you niggas
I'm cruisin you niggas
Doin' you niggas, don't do niggas
Who is you niggas
Uh, they rifles
Live bowl, take yo ass bush with 9 holes
Side holes get switched these
Bitch please
It's g.b. from the wound till the tomb
Eternally you see

Chorus:
[yukmouth]
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga hit 'em up
Get 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Texas die for us
Ride for us
Minnesota die for us
In thugs we trust
Thugs-r-us
Nigga get 'em up
Hit 'em up
Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk
Ride for us
Ghetto mob die for us
Ride for us
St. louis die for us

Verse 4:
[caine of menace clan]
The sun rises in the east
And sets in the west
But I'm down with that south,
With an s on my chest
It's that loced down key cocaine
To bring the pain
>from that menace to society
Better known as caine
It's that motherfuckin' thug shit
I'm bustin' slugs shit
Young and schoolboy
I'm becomin' a drug dealer
In the streets of that west
I wouldn't settle for less
Until I got my hands on that smiff and that wes
Niggas try to swollow me
It's all about survival, g
Fuck these bitch niggas
It's off some trouble, g
I blow 'em in the wind
And then I sell again
I pack a 9 milli
Cause that's my best friend
Niggas, I done told ya
Blow 'em up like dohja
Your momma couldn't keep ya
So I ain't tryin' to hold ya
I'm a motherfuckin' menace
Give me a life sentence
Picture it ain't over
Untill the nigga finish
With that motherfuckin' thug shit
Bustin' slugs shit
I'm straight from the west
Home of that crip and blood shit
Where niggas die at day
Niggas die at night
Niggas die whenever
It seems the time is right
These soldiers play for keeps
Intro:   [willie d of geto boys]   Still going   Yeah, here we go again   We bout to roll on some motherfuckers   G.b. rap-a-lot mafia   Recognize the mob nigga   All our motherfuckin' enemies goin dead together   No exception, absolutely none   Everybody dies, everybody      Verse 1:   [willie d]   You ain't followin' the leader   Less you follow with me   It's willie d, motherfucker   Eternally to say,   That I'm a loud-mouth nigga with an attitude   Intimidation, fuckin' with a man   Never seen a badder dude   I'm rather lude   My condom sucked   But I don't give a fuck   Now nigga, nigga what   Opposition so frightend that they vrim a shadow   Hot sluts in the muggship creep without a paddle   I'm ready willin', and able to pull a bullet in your navel   If you got beef bring it to the table   I'm unstabile, look in my eyes   It's showin' death   Fuck right, I go on livin'   Wanna see a mil, before I'm killed   Get a house on the hills if it's god's will   Why niggas gotta cry an o.g   Better motherfuckers die before me   Bye, bye   There's a better place for gangbangers   I take you there   I like the motherfuckin' stablesingers   My itchy finger says fuck it and I squeeze the trigger   Watchin' I be the one to splat this ho-ass nigga   I ain't feelin'      Chorus:   [yukmouth of the luniz]   In thugs we trust   Thugs-r-us   Nigga hit 'em up   Get 'em up   Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk   Ride for us   5th ward die for us   Ride for us   Killa cali die for us   In thugs we trust   Thugs-r-us   Nigga hit 'em up   Get 'em up   Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk   Ride for us   Cleveland die for us   Ride for us   Street port die for us      Verse 2:   [yukmouth]   Ride for us, die for us   With a .45 like drive and bust   Hide and duck, fuck him up   Live and stuffed   When the blinds is up   I'm on some mo'   Grindin' though, switch it up   Bust, we makin' that shit from one way 5 and up   Time's up, playin' life with us   Your wife get fucked and bucked, pay the price for us   An other one bites the dust   Feds don't frighten us   Niggas doin' life for us   Fuckin' die in us   So the cops lyin' us   We us use the bottom white stuff from the colombians   Now the cia's supplyin' us   The fbi is eyein' us   Peruvian flake   We buy it up   When the droubt hit   We highin' up   The prices in life is this nicest   On my rolex, turkey like dicess   Cv devices, slide in a white six with like tits   Spit that mafia life shit   The crimeboss let nines off   You niggas better be tearin' mines off   Motherfucker ask willie d   And scarface   How that nigga yuk, buck 'em up   Leave 'em in they car laced   With bullet fragments all in they body   Caught him the trafic   That nigga plastic   Be fuckin' fagets      Chorus:   [yukmouth]   In thugs we trust   Thugs-r-us   Nigga hit 'em up   Get 'em up   Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk   Ride for us   Chi-town die for us   Ride for us   D.c. die for us   In thugs we trust   Thugs-r-us   Nigga hit 'em up   Get 'em up   Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk   Ride for us   New orleans die for us   Ride for us   Detroit die for us      Verse 3:   [dmg of facemob]   I got a chest full of drama   Ruff rider, nigga   Back off 'for I bomb ya   Alarm ya   Black knight in shinin' armor   Fuck y'all niggas   We rollin' like the car stolen   Wide open, hoo-bangin'   2 things are on blastin'   Traffic thick as a basket pop   I don't blast this   Fully automatic   All up in ya   Still I continue   To serve niggas on the menu   Feel up to vin you   Geto boys sellin' it down   Ain't real without a doubt   You burn it out   Movin' you niggas   Provin' you niggas   I ruin you niggas   I'm cruisin you niggas   Doin' you niggas, don't do niggas   Who is you niggas   Uh, they rifles   Live bowl, take yo ass bush with 9 holes   Side holes get switched these   Bitch please   It's g.b. from the wound till the tomb   Eternally you see      Chorus:   [yukmouth]   In thugs we trust   Thugs-r-us   Nigga hit 'em up   Get 'em up   Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk   Ride for us   Texas die for us   Ride for us   Minnesota die for us   In thugs we trust   Thugs-r-us   Nigga get 'em up   Hit 'em up   Watch the cats from dawn 2 dusk   Ride for us   Ghetto mob die for us   Ride for us   St. louis die for us      Verse 4:   [caine of menace clan]   The sun rises in the east   And sets in the west   But I'm down with that south,   With an s on my chest   It's that loced down key cocaine   To bring the pain   >from that menace to society   Better known as caine   It's that motherfuckin' thug shit   I'm bustin' slugs shit   Young and schoolboy   I'm becomin' a drug dealer   In the streets of that west   I wouldn't settle for less   Until I got my hands on that smiff and that wes   Niggas try to swollow me   It's all about survival, g   Fuck these bitch niggas   It's off some trouble, g   I blow 'em in the wind   And then I sell again   I pack a 9 milli   Cause that's my best friend   Niggas, I done told ya   Blow 'em up like dohja   Your momma couldn't keep ya   So I ain't tryin' to hold ya   I'm a motherfuckin' menace   Give me a life sentence   Picture it ain't over   Untill the nigga finish   With that motherfuckin' thug shit   Bustin' slugs shit   I'm straight from the west   Home of that crip and blood shit   Where niggas die at day   Niggas die at night   Niggas die whenever   It seems the time is right   These soldiers play for keeps
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