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  • Tha Crossroads
  • 1st of tha Month
  • Thuggish Ruggish Bone
  • Weed Song
  • Mo' Murda
  • East 1999
  • Eternal
  • Look Into My Eyes
  • Budsmokers Only
  • Buddah Lovaz
  • I Tried
  • Me Killa
  • Mr. Bill Collector
  • Crept and We Came
  • Land of tha Heartless
  • Ecstasy
  • Down '71 (The Getaway)
  • Blaze It
  • Resurrection (Paper, Paper)
  • Mr. Ouija 2
  • Foe Tha Love of $
  • Die Die Die
  • Shotz to Tha Double Glock
  • No Surrender
  • No Shorts, No Losses
  • Da Introduction
  • Thug Luv
  • If I Could Teach the World
  • Home
  • Money, Money
  • Wind Blow
  • Ghetto Cowboy
  • Down foe My Thang
  • Intro
  • Creepin on ah Come Up
  • 9mm
  • Crossroad
  • 1st of Tha Month (K&D Session)
  • Change the World
  • Candy Paint
  • Body Rott
  • Days of Our Livez
  • Notorious Thugs
  • Gun Blast
  • Shoot 'EM Up
  • Get Cha Thug On
  • I Tried (feat. Akon)
  • Breakdown
  • Bone, Bone, Bone
  • Handle the Vibe

Right about now, Thugs-n-harmony is on a come up
So to all you busters out there, beware

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves

Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich
Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thing to click click, bitch, gimme your shit
Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug
Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud
With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack
And I snag my leather rag, can't reveal when I glide with the moneybag
Ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside
And I can't escape, some say it's a phase
If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge
It's a raid. Put your face to pave
If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed
Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe
I snatched the clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said
"Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe
If you wanna be killed try some stupid shit
And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell"
Trail to the back with the money in the sack
Locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail
Well, tickets I'm out the door
Hopped in the smug, and I break fast
Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash
At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth
Now, I'm straight. Covered my tracks
Only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool
I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'
Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya
See, a nigga creep on a come up
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