Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For The Thugs, artist - Trick Daddy. Date of issue: 29.03.1999
Song language: English
For The Thugs |
| For the thugs, yes sir, ha, ha |
| I’m doin' this one for the thugs, yes sir |
| My boy dooda, wa’s up fool |
| (Down south) |
| Tut, ha ha haa |
| We’ve been seen, they on a roll |
| (Aye yo C) |
| Hurry up nigga, come on, they got guns |
| (I'm doin' this one for the thugs) |
| They got big guns |
| They wanna go to war, nigga |
| Yes sir, for the thugs |
| They don’t wanna die, they don’t mean that |
| If it wasn’t for the Hennessey |
| And thug livin' for my enemy |
| My brother still be alive and apart of me |
| So I, say a prayer for that playa |
| And I take my fire everywhere, see |
| It’s kinda hard when you missin' yo' dawgs |
| Another name on the wall, they keep takin' the fall |
| Yes, I be livin' though, dead and gone befo' we twenty fo' |
| Or in jail but cha’ll hear me no, is this world about to end |
| If not then explain to me, how come I’m losin' my friends |
| And why I’m livin' wit my kid |
| And why I’m fifty grand short from gettin' me a brand new Benz |
| It’s kinda hard for the black man |
| I watch The Million Man March for the black man |
| And through the sun and rain, I love enjoyin' pain |
| I know we be livin' strange but we’ll maintain, hey |
| I’m doin' this one for the thugs |
| And the niggas on the corner |
| Sellin' drugs for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and the boys down south |
| Much love for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and the boys in the city |
| Much love for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and my dogs in the grove |
| Much love |
| See, I, I gotta called from the crib |
| My dawg got killed |
| Gotta all my homies in tears |
| And we don’t know who the killas is |
| It could of been the lick |
| It could of been the hit |
| I 'on't know we stayed in some shit, so |
| We put his face on a shirt and shedded tears for the game |
| (A thug in memory boy) |
| 'Cuz it’s hard to hide the pain |
| They teach us some better thangs |
| The shoes his mama a back 'cuz she could use the change |
| That’s how you ride for yo dogs, shit |
| Ride or roll, take sides for yo dog |
| Suppose to die for your dogs, shit |
| Hard time in gangsta livin' |
| And got us villain chillin' |
| Try to start, no crossin' me and you so |
| And you cry for yo' dogs, hell, I don’t understand |
| Man, I say a prayer to all of y’all |
| And for the 'cuz for my motherfuckin' dogs, nigga |
| I’m doin' this one for the thugs |
| And the niggas on the corner |
| Sellin' drugs for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and the niggas |
| Overtown sellin' drugs for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and my Carol City niggas |
| Much love for my thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and my niggas |
| Out in Gouls for the thugs |
| If it was a hundred dollar bill |
| Would ya, could ya ride for me? |
| Start a fight, better yet, would you die for me? |
| Under oath baby girl, would you lie for me? |
| Getta gackin', open 5 for me |
| Now would you cry for me? |
| Turna trick or do or die for me |
| Food stamps, if you apply for me |
| Well certified for me |
| Can’t count but you’ll try for me |
| Or do it all for me |
| Huh? |
| I’m doin' this one for the thugs |
| (For the thugs, for the thugs, for the thugs) |
| I’m doin' this one for the thugs |
| And the niggas on the corner |
| Sellin' drugs for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and my niggas |
| Out in Opa-Locka for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and the boys |
| Doin' time in the pen for the thugs, yes sir |
| For the thugs and my dogs |
| Out the Heights, much love |
| For my mothafuckin' dogs |
| Fuck y’all, fuck y’all, others |
| Motherfuckers, faze brothers, suckers, bluffers |
| We ain’t nothing but sho' nuffers |
| Bitch, feed ya fish |
| For the thugs, for the thugs |