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Текст песни Fredro Starr - Thug Warz

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[Chorus]All my real street niggaz throw your guns upThrow your guns up, throw your guns upI`d rather have enemies Cause fear last longer than loveIn the streets nothing stronger than thugWe all bleed the same colorWeather you a Crip or a BloodYou want more you`ll be comin with slugs[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]Yo Yo The head nigga in charge, king of New YorkGreatest of all time, you wanna talk streets lets talkWE ARE THE STREETSForever check my wall reportTheres no way out exceptEntertainment, drugs and sportsFeds try to shut us down, without a reasonable doubtSupreme cliental legal drug money on paper routesTill the death do us part for money, power, respectMy road to riches dont want dies like life after deathIts hell on earth, the block is hot 400 degreezThe truth tell us what envy all eyes on meA top-dawg said the game is to be sold not toldPulled out the ill-matic 16 shots to your domeCapital punishment black trash trapped in crimeThe ghetto`s trying to kill me, lisence to ill Kriminal mindTo understand there was a comin` of ageWe nigga`z fo` life, disaster strikes on Judgement Day [Chorus: 2x]I`d rather have enemies Cause fear last longer than loveIn the streets nothing stronger than thugWe all bleed the same colorWeather you a Crip or a BloodYou want more you`ll be comin with slugs[Verse 2: Napoleon]I ain`t got time for dem lies, I gotta get minesMuthafucka ask Shyne he`ll tell you I riseDo `em dirty this time, worked with Phillis this timeYou outta line tryin` to war with us shootin` that nineGotta our back against the wall, so its ball or die`Outlaw (wha`) cause of course u hate it, watch how we riseNigga I street talk, the gangsta` walk to be like thisThen I load `em up, one by one shootin` dont missIt`s a critical game, we pledge plead for this bloodIf you a thug it don`t matter, the crypt fo` this cuzOutlaw mutha, fucka then bust yo` rocket Firestarr ~ n ~ other people attack yo` pocket[E.D.I. Mean]Yo` it`s serious biz-, we hand deliver this shitIf you want, it`s door to door service Hand `em and scream makes it more worth itHold up I`m lying Cause shit I`m gettin` money nowSo I drop fifty thou. and take a trip back to the isleCome back to the states like "shit what a vacation"My mind on Makaveli and this money we taken`I`m gonna bust `em and then vacate the sceneBefore the sireen`s scream, 2001 look how my team gleamComin` up quick, like we out there pitchin` them birdiesTerrorize the whole game, with my nigga`z from JerseyAnd if you in tha way well shit you be there long (huh)We head strong, so fuck it nigga let`z get it on[Chorus: 2x]All my real street niggaz throw your guns upthrow your guns up, throw your guns up[Chorus: 2x]I`d rather have enemies Cause fear last longer than loveIn the streets nothing stronger than thugWe all bleed the same colorWeather you a Crip or a BloodYou want more you`ll be comin with slugs

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