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My Hoodlums And My Thugz
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E-40
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I pledge allegiance to the ghetto I pledge allegiance to the game I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars And the p*ssy and the bitches and the fame I pledge allegiance to the ghetto I pledge allegiance to the game I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars And the p*ssy and the bitches and the fame, beeyatch To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on In the kitchen cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up f*ck talkin', I'm chalkin' niggas, best ta get ta walkin' It's the shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the chicken hawk in on That throw it up ,throw it up, dip as I dips, skip with the Euro clip Hangin' for chips on 100-spoke whips All I know is p*ssy, money and color bandannas And tryin' to get my kids some more chickens than colonel sanders Play us by the trigger so I'ma live by the trigger And rivals, seven bitches for all my hoodlum and thug niggas [Incomp.] regulations in the game, never snitch Never sang soprano, wild gravy, bustin' kilograms, goin' platinum Door and panel, never dustin' up, never crackin' under pressure Seems to me I do my time and I get out whenever Early people say I smell like glocks, what kind of car you got? I tell 'em "Brooklyn cotch", Johnnie walker, snapple lemon-squeezed And scotch is what I drink a nigga up under the table While all you powder puff niggas take all my votes To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on In the kitchen cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, nigga Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Well, it's that old Inglewood gang bang, hustlin' ass nigga That dope game, flossin' ho, bustin' ass nigga Still grindin' while rhymin' now up to seven figures Low-down, duct tapin', 2-11 lick hitter Bangin' sendin' birds outta town on the bus If ya in to sellin' crack, nigga f*ck with us I got cars and a mansion with wine in the cellar And a bitch on my team that'll kill when I tell her Back with ninjas so ya know I do this for folsom and Susanville, fo' sho' My niggas in Quentin and Vacaville, before I From Chino to Tracey to hatched by to Rikers Island Pelican Bay solid, dat long park and terminal island Keep on smilin', dialin' and callin' connect 'Cos you're my focus, you know, I'm accept A za, a zap board, deuce amps Shoot dice with, to all my stamps beeyatch To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on In the kitchen cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Could it be me or was it this chronic or bombay? That got me puttin' it down for all my hoodlums around the way Lex spares, money dippin', bullet-proof vests and sack warriors All my street niggas, east to the west to the souths, I can't hearin' ya If it ain't Charlie Hustle, it's that nigga mack Manson While the g homies boogie, we keep they hoes dancin' And we stay lexed up wit the parlay features Sportin' beamed-up chucks wit the flamed-up creases I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the moms and pops The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the rocks The liquor store on every corner, the laundromat The quick to run up on the nigga to peel my cap To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on In the kitchen cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all A getcha scrill y'all, a dollar bill y'all A dollar, a dollar, a dollar bill y'all A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all A dollar, a dollar, a getcha scrill y'all Beeyatch Beeyatch Beeyatch Beeyatch Beeyatch
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