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Ruthless Bastards

Misery, Pain & Hunger

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* from the forthcoming "The Drama Begins"[Infrared]Uh-huh, yea, yea, uh-huh huh huh huhhuh huh huh, yea, eh yoI went from hoop schemes to loop dreamsSellin to untrue fiends to get C.R.E.A.M. is how we do thingsIf you the king, prepare to get down for your crownMy niggaz go round for round, with the clubs or the poundYea, and you know talk is cheap when you walk these streetsYou just get caught by the beast and, caught up in beefBut the Blaquesmiths got that shit, make me zone outPull the chrome out, blow your bones outThen again, that`s all that I know, I`m guaranteed to blowCop a phat lab with acres so my weed could growInfrared, Ruthless, that`s all you need to knowWe straight up, thoroughbred hard head niggaz that don`t listenWe comin for yo` po-sition with the fo` spittinYou better off snitchin, fuckin with the copCuz when me copblock your block, we have you thuggin your dropsThis for all my hustlin niggaz, stuck in them spotsand all my strugglin niggaz livin the hard knockTo all y`all niggaz, think y`all the shit when y`all notLet me tell y`all one thing, we comin for y`all spotAll glocks up, life ain`t just glitters and goldWhen we pop up, y`all niggaz get the jitters and foldWe hold your block up, you can`t stop mineThey clock nine, pull more shots then wineIt`s our time to shine[Chorus x2: Blizzard & Sha Gotti together]Ruthless is the illest, our slugs don`t missWe pistol-whip the thirteenth nigga and blunts we twistThe girls that give us head is the girls you kissCome through my hood with a Roly, niggaz`ll cut off your wrist[Blizzard]A bastard is a nigga who ain`t got no popsI didn`t need him, he wan` half when Blizz` ride to the topNever that though, high style, eyes low from hydroNever pop Crist` or Moe`, strictly pop metalWhen you beef with Blizz`, the beef is never settledPops never there, so I gotta struggle just to eatThe beast are tryin to wipe all my hustlers off the streetsRun up in my crib, to my grandmom`s, all types of heatWake my grandpop`s up out of his sleep, grabbin mefrom under my sheets and said, "You comin with me"Cuz my crews on top, they tryin to bring us to the bottomGive it to a hater who try to cross my path, causin problemsand the lies, who`s involved? I write my hunger over beats and barsThese niggaz wanna see me starve, I gotta get this cheddarCan`t feed my daughter Wu-Wear and leathersThe Drama Begins, and I`m bringin it to whoever[Chorus - replace "slugs" on line one with "guns"][Chorus][Sha Gotti]Locked in prison, givin niggaz facial incisionsGettin head on the V.I. floor, from a pigeonFuckin nymphos, throwin cocktails through niggaz windowsAn ounce of weed, two glocks on the yacht with yo` bi-atchNever kill nothin, makin death threats, bull-ets in doors of vetsHot lead melt ya sets, stick ya for ya baguettesYo, I blast for this C.R.E.A.M., sippin cash is a dreamCash Rules Everything Around My teamWe extortin niggaz wildin, smilin on Riker`s IslandHot slugs`ll burn you, whereabouts don`t concern youGotti, Black M-O-B, ring on my pinkyEyes chinky from hydro smoke, guns we toteCement on your Wally shoes, throw you off the ferry boat[Chorus - replace "slugs" on line one with "guns"][Chorus x2]

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