[ INTRO: Willie D ]

Thugg niggaz

Ha-ha-ha

Callin all thugg niggaz

(Callin all thugg niggaz)

This shit is for y'all

Worldwide

Just like Geto Boys

(Geto Boooys!)

I know y'all niggas gon' feel this shit right here

(G.B.!)

We're goin through the same thing



[ VERSE 1: Willie D ]

Weapons bein loaded and cocked, bodies drop

Ghetto niggas, they hang on the corner sellin rocks

Fuck the cops, they brutalize the poverty-stricken

Institutional racism prevalent in prisons

Quick decisions are made with precisions of blood-spill

Gotta make a mill, got a house on the hill

Protect my grill, and avoid gettin killed

Now if I land on the concrete with bloody pants

Lord please, give your homeboy a second chance

Baby need a new pair of shoes, and a college fund

My P.O. wanna know how I got a gun

I'm in the presence of my enemies like in the bible

Will I see heaven if I murder these fuckin rivals?

I'm havin nightmares of niggas' final cries

If I die today, will I be idolized?

I gives a fuck, if you dwell from the East to West

As long as you feel the south, nigga, you can bet

I got...



[ CHORUS: Doracell ]

Nothin but that gangsta shit to my thugs

Puffin on a gang of shit smokin luv

Niggas gangbang and shit, rub-a-dub

No matter what you claim and shit, throw it up (2x)



[ VERSE 2: Doracell ]

Lord, see me, to the last year, my islamic roots

Forgive me what I past did, hustlin for loot

Pass the casket, lookin at my friend in basket

Touch him with my lips, feelin like he blasted

I never seen a man cry

But my lifestyle is fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die

The faces of death

Who coulda predicted 2Pac would be next?

Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword

Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword

So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies

Life, I can't trust it, so I stay high

Six-time felony, no one can handle me

I'm constantly fuckin up my family

To the moms a casualty, I got love

But this a little gangsta shit, to my thugs



[ CHORUS ]



[ VERSE 3: DMG ]

I be a muthafuckin thug till the day I die

Called in this world to be a rider, so I'm ridin high

My blood-shot eyes coincide with my frame of mind

Forever mobbin with my niggas from offa both sides

It's G.B. family, fuck y'all bitch-mades

We in the game to run the whole thang

Return and leave from A to Z

Bonafied thug in my blood, part of the ghetto

Niggas runnin when I'm up in meadow

I'm black devil with the shovel when I'm near, nigga

Don't fear, nigga, this is war in yo ear, nigga

Right here, nigga, real niggas

Representin thugs, we all action

We body-baggin (body-baggin) and toe-taggin

Your reaction is flatline, no pulse

Straight killers, thugg niggaz with no heart



[ Willie D ]

And that's how that shit go, nigga

We ain't gon' never stop doin this shit

I know them muthafuckas can't stand it

When them goddamn geto boys come hot

Cause we gotta represent niggas all over the muthafuckin world

We got Geto Boys all over the world

And that's why we always break shit down

To the muthafuckin smallest compound

Nigga, you fuck with us

You hoes'll get mugged, drugged

We ain't havin no muthafuckas down in the fuckin front row

Gettin kisses and hugs

Nigga, that's how we doin that shit

Down South, muthafucka



[ VERSE 4 Scarface ]

Get em up, nigga, buck-buck, represent yo shit

Smokin weed got you fucked up, now you niggas hit

Fuck with me, nigga, what's up talkin all that shit

Now we face to face, muthafucka, who you with?

Ain't nobody got your back now, you in trouble

Oh, he know how to act now, huh? We in double

Always sickin out and stomp out, nigga gettin nervous

And that stutterin in your voice, pal, that's gon' get your service

Ain't no muthafuckin game, nigga, disrespect

Remember the next time that bullshit gon' get you x-ed

Do yo thang, but don't you ever trick

Don't you ever switch, if you get caught, then don't you ever snitch

If you do, you'se a bitch, full of shit

Lots of holes in ya

Pop a hole in a hoe nigga



[ CHORUS ]