(feat. Tre+6)

[Trick Daddy]

Until the day a ^!$$% D-I-E-
I'll be forever thuggin baby
Ever since I $#&@ing

These (*##$es loved it baby
Still got the chron son
I used to be drug dealer

X-men, Ex-con, forever thug ^!$$%
Around here we smoke a (*##$ I still book 'em heavy
Cause I bought that benz,(uh-huh)

That don't mean I sold my chevy
I love my seven-trey , I talk to 'em everyday
I ride around 'em cool, I walk be 'em yesterday

I'm from the southwest, where ^!$$%s drive chevys at
Come through with that bull%#@!,
My ^!$$%s don't gonna handle dat

I $#&@ with no bustas, my game is straight must-a
So if you $#&@in with us
We'll hit you up with K Cutters

I feels no ^!$$%s
But I pitch no hittas
Throw curve balls at they $$#

They gonna watch 'em go get em
I'm now the coo guy up the street up the block from em'
I used to up my glocks on em, then take they blocks from em'

^!$$% this is thug %#@!, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them ^!$$%s I bets they love this
^!$$% this is thug %#@!, thats all I represent

You don't believe me, ask them ^!$$%s I bets they love this

[Chorus: x2]

When my ^!$$%z and (*##$es
Go from rags to riches
It'll be thug life and y'all still with me

When my ^!$$%z and (*##$es
Go from rags to riches
It'll be thug life again, so ride with me


[Tre-6]
(Uh-ohh)

C-O, betta known as Mr. Piscopo
Pull out my dick and piss on hoes
In ya face while I spit these flows

Like you ain't know, ^!$$% we kick down doors to get that dough
Hit your hoes, bend your doors, smoke your dough
And we gonna get mo'

For sho', you know dat cheddar make it betta
And its thug life forever, and we all in dis togetha
Like dun-a Dun-a

^!$$% dem rags to riches
Wit' your boy C-O Money Mark, T double-D so (*##$ don't go


[Money Mark]
So ^!$$% rolls, so every motha $#&@a get down the floors
Get away from all your doors and windows

Cause a ^!$$% done passed wit' a .44
And im'a let it go, like --boom--
Betta break ya-self, I can't take myself

But killa, ^!$$%, won't have to make myself
And i'll come to ya wake myself
I won't send no dogs, no friends, no loot,

No fool, no car, no clothes, no suit
Just a note that say, he.. through
Now, now thanks to you,

Me and tre gotta make up for these times lost
We bout' that cash, we on that $$#
So let them 9's off


[Chorus]


[Trick Daddy]
So mutha-$#&@ing sicka, stupid hoes and $#&@ ^!$$%s
Snitches and (*##$es, yo hold on I'm gon' kill 'em

And I'm just chillin bustas, she fought for me to keep em
So I just peep em', lay back and I book my reefa
I'm a thug ^!$$%, so ya know I gots to keep my pistols
I got the choppers that i'll bring down and won't miss ya
You want a ^!$$% that gives a $#&@ about a (*##$

Unless you sucking the $#&@ing ho and tryin' to get rich
I need a (*##$ that can ball a ^!$$% out
Who can shoot a ^!$$% best
A (*##$ about stacks ho
All this complaining ho, (*##$ about that

Ever since I hold a benz, (*##$ be all in my face
^!$$% this is thug %#@!, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them ^!$$%s I bets they love this
^!$$% this is thug %#@!, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them ^!$$%s I bets they love this


[Chorus]

^!$$% this is thug %#@!, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them ^!$$%s I bets they love this

^!$$% this is thug %#@!, thats all I represent
You don't believe me, ask them ^!$$%s I bets they love this
Thug life again so ride wit me
Thug life again so ride wit me