Thug Paradise

It's a Queen's thing, too fly, word up Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug Paradise No doubt, check me out, yeah, yeah Aiyyo son, let me, let me put you on to what happened And how it went down, check it, tell me son, word up Yo, TV's in the headrest, Sega Entertainment Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment D.A. got a witness, lawyer can't explain it Face the judge, on some money maintain shit Black Caesar, hundred grand on the Visa Took the stand, suddenly, caught amnesia Found him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters Willies, up North, turn to dick beaters Sendin' flicks to any bitch that'll feed us 360 ways with the shell-top Adidas The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm Rock and stay green, sippin' on Don Arabic link, Cartier on the arm Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin' trees Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie Feds play the roof in the hood try to hit me Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit me The life of a thug wasn't made right When I die leave a bottle of Don by the grave site The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin' Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen All my convicts, livin' on the edge of life Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist We move sheist, livin' in these days of trife Rockin' four carat ice, in Thug Paradise Thug Paradise, yeah, yo yo, yeah, yo, in Thug Paradise One for the money, two for the villainous streets From Willies holdin' millions, foreala with no feelin' Shit, my resident, Q-B settlement Hit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the medal went Jump in the Acura, then blast a trey Pour this A for those who passed away My whole click shinin' like a diamond While on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a dick rhymin' Mighty chrome we got a song Capone-N-Noreaga's on, we try to touch like a flip phone I sip on Porter while you get extorted to single Illegal life stick you, I hope the world bought it Yeah, no doubt, Capone-N-Noreaga All my convicts, livin' on the edge of life Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist We move sheist, livin' in these days of trife Rockin' four carat ice in Thug Paradise Yo, it was broad daylight Woke up, early in the mornin' Didn't even brush my teeth I grabbed heat, bust the frontal leaf Then roll up, some sweets That they was on since yesterday night Dunn and got bucked in his windpipe We'll go to war until you pre-write Pick tight, can I stick to guns in a gunfight Yo, lots of diamonds The new millennium was promised Black comments We tryin' to squash that big But niggaz get hard headed, filled wit leaded Fuck around and get deaded Now I'm wetted, God set it, automatic Yeah, me you face these niggaz starvin' General of rap swarmin', acousiastic Attract with the glock plastic Move quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie Black tipsy, but tell me, destiny Move quickly, stick heads, be tryin' to stick me You mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbit Can't absorb it but tell me, you all for it Can't call it, my defense'll make you forfeit Son, you quit fuckin' wit Iraqs dick The General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all vote Blast it too and plus it take two, now know All my convicts, livin' on the edge of life Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist We move sheist livin' in these days of trife Rockin' four carat ice, Thug Paradise Yeah, thug Paradise, Kaddafi Four carat ice, twenty five to life See ya in there, yeah, yeah Kuwait and Iraq