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