Real Thugs Lyrics

[Eazy-E]

Yeah, let's take a trip
Just sit back and light a spliff with this and don't
slip
On a funky-dope track jump back
Strapped with a fat buudah sack and a 7-8 'Lac
Go clean, gangsta lean, I got green
But I serve dubs like it ain't no thing
It's so sweet, when you got money to spend
I got a proper big tilt and a fabec Benz
I make ends, spend my dough on no foe
That's how it is, and that's how it goes
Act like ya know when I creep real slow
Givin love to them playaz that I know is real g's

[2Pac]

Mobbin' like a motherf*cker stuck
Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin'
f*cked off - liquor
Get loaded can't control it
Nigga pass me the blunt and let me roll it
You get the bones act to the whole stack
keep your dough fat

[Eazy-E]

Or you might get what we call the rat pack
I gives a damn bout a skanless trick
let me hit it one time and trick that sick
I don't trip, gives my dough to no foe
That's how it is, I got no love for ya

[2Pac]

And jealous muthaf*ckas can't see
That it's the fame that caught these stupid bitches,
pass the p*ssy free
So tell me why u sweatin' a muthaf*cka like me?
A young nigga tryin' to a hustle up some G's
You p*ssy ass playa hatin' hoes speakin' down on niggas
Jumpin' around at the shows
And your the first muthaf*cka to jump
To the trunk when it's time for fun
Little trick ass punk

[Eazy-E]

Dump dump on fools with a quickness
And they got no cure for this sickness I get paid for the way that I kick this
Like a g-ster, an OG-ster (who's that?)
A real playa named Eazy
And I live my life straight crazy
Don't need no punk fools payin me
And broke groupies and hootchies don't faze me
I take two steps back and release myself
To put platinum and gold on the record shelf
I don't brag, but i do it like a straight up Ezzz
Before you do a record, partner, handle your business

[2Pac]

And tell me what does it take to be a G?
I started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a key
You gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young muthaf*cka doin' dirt
And now im in the rap game like the crack game
I got enemies
Can't pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
And even thug muthaf*ckas wanna have fun
Stuck it, buckin' my muthaf*ckin magnum
What does it take to be a G?
Silence is a must, violence is a plus
Plus, shots at my adversaries
Dem niggaz scary best it's time to be buried
Cause ill be buckin' in a f*ckin hurry

[Ice Cube]

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why you dont f*ck with thugs
You wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and f*ck wit us (you know)
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why you dont f*ck with thugs
You wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and f*ck with us

[Outro]
Every hood's the same {x6}
Stop trippin on me
Every hood's the sames(x6)

Fixxed by Kordell

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