Dj Clue Noreaga Thugs `r` Us Lyrics

Thugs `r` Us Lyrics

[Noreaga]



Them niggas really think that it's a game but it's not



Niggas kept frontin', Brown got popped



Word on life, word on my click



All a niggas really got in his life is his word and his dick



And I stay true to them like both of them laws



Niggas talk shit my click's not ridin' them dogs



Niggas hate me cause broke and can't floss



Yo I cop coke, cook it up or buy it cooked already



Like a '98 six wild like a Chevy



Yo I floss now, look how much my jewels cost now



I'm realizin' that you me so I hate y'all too



so both sides is hate so it's mutual



Beautiful, my guns make it shoot-able



Shoot at you send staff to clap you



Yo my name's Nori but only fam calls me 'Poppi'



That nigga's homo like the cat who killed Versace



Homo thug, yo I shoulda know sooner



My click stay in jail like Robert Downey Jr.



Like outlaw in the beacon, nigga we can



fuck wit' niggas think they live while y'all weaklings



I'm from Iraq, play the cut smoke mad trees



Buy my own business, concentrate on my cheese



Yo the door lock, four knocks and one symbol



I'm like '98 Live, you like Double Dribble



Aye yo, thugged out, no rules, playin' the game



Every man for hisself, just recievin' the pain



It's like you tall, 21, no out, just go hard



Rest in piece I gotta say to Yammy and Taj



It's like bitches never learn, money to burn



Yo I'm leavin' like me and Nate (I'm leavin'!!) let me say this



I used to rock to G-U-E with the SS



now I'm in the '98 black GS



Golden with kid in my shit, on some full grits headlights



Shit shine from Def Jam to Crown Heights



Now my click keep guns, time to fight



Open the flip on the star-tech and check the message



Cock ten Sprint phones caught a deal



What, one and the same like thugged out and Ill Will







It's all real, still from Iraq...