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Текст песни Half-A-Mill - Thug Luv

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Chorus:Thug love, to all of my cats that went out of town to hustle and nevercame backThug love, to all my cats thats in jail forever, and ain`t never comin` backThug love, to all of my cats who got murdered for stacks and ain`t never comin` backThug love, to all of my cats who got lost in the ghetto and ain`t never comin` back[Verse 1]Sometimes I reminiscepuffin` lye, swallowin` Guinessesthe niggas I used to know is the niggas I misssome is rich and hidin` outsome is sittin` in the mountains `till their lifetime is outothers got found layin` on the ground and their mind was outthose thats still livin` I hope ya`ll hear thiscause ya`ll who I`m rhymin` aboutI know ya`ll feel thisya`ll probably lick shots everytime ya`ll hear thisMilion, still in this, no loses still winnin` this, ya`ll probably pushin` gold Porschescribs with gold faucetspimpin` Ho`s who pose for portraitswherever ya`ll at I know you`re gettin` itwherever ya`ll at I know ya`ll stackin` chips, livin` richI took this time out to reminisce on all the niggas I misslet the lye twist last time I seen you it was Nine-Sixyou had Five bricks and two chicks to ride wit` left the Eight-Fifty-I at my cribtwo bottles of Cris`, I won`t pop `em `till you return, won`t even drive your car yoYo, we Duns like Lamont and Rahloas long as time flowI`m`a keep you in my mind yoand I`m`a shine so ya`ll can see the sign of my glow.Chorus - [Verse 2]See, I ain`t failto all my cats in C.I.A. jailsMen in black Prisonswho got caught with Karrots from EgyptiansSemarians, contacted by Aliensblack Elohiem trapped in the Beastkidnapped in the East now in the Western Hemisphere trapped in the streetshere me SonYa`ll probably in Area Fifty-Onedivision first prison is worse, cause niggas don`t even know there`s a civilization in the middle of the Earthwe was tricked from birthand slave whipped from birthstripped from birthprobably microchipped from birthproject dwellin`we`re labeled as high-tech felonsC-74 to the shores of BroadwayI hear the voice in the Hallway, everyday all dayghetto Heaven, Four-Four or the sawed-off wayfor all my Duns who caught bodies and got caught on tapeand those who got snitched onthat little chicken-head bitch got pissed off and ran her lips offFEDS grabbed her up, now I heard they found her stabbed up with a pitch forkIt`s `99, niggas is rich in New Yorkso we still livin`...I don`t know where ya`ll at or if ya`ll still there.Chorus [Verse 3]I won`t say no names`cause FEDS ain`t playin` no gamesfor major Cocaine they sent jakes to raid your domainI got brains, mega ice on my gold chainpoetic fame, laid back in the stretch Rangepaid Mack without the suede hat, just plainwhats left to explain?we went from Pyramids to projectsfrom projects to material objectsstill imperial, one and the samegunnin` the samefloss `till I`m a Hundred and changepop corks off Louis the 13th bottles of ChampaigneDonald Goines thughollow point slugI got a major team destroyin` you scrubsthis is what we call lovemy Duns brawl in mess hallstransport quarter Ki`s in Lex doorsmy Son showed me the World and said "It`s Yours"it`s your choice, Sixes or Foursbitches or whoresthis division is yoursjust keep it real and live for the causekeep your steel `cause shit is a war, this shit is a war. Chorus -

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