We Thugs (My N****s) [feat. Jadakiss & Sheek Louch]

All for one, one for all

D-Block

This is motherfucking beautiful

Talk to 'em baby

This for the cold D's that won't snitch

For the murderers that won't miss

For the hustlers that'll front bricks

For the hoodrats that want chips

For the stick-up kids creeping with their Pump's ripped

For lil' shorty with his rhyme books

For black girls going to school, carrying like 9 books

For the hood ****

That go to work because parole but they trying to be good ****

For all the poor mothers

That's always going through the struggle

Still screaming at the Lord, love us

For the ghetto life

For having to hold your medal tight, looking for a better life

For the family

For if I'm rich, you rich and that shit's a guarantee

For the best of life

For if I ride, then you ride the motherfucking rest of life

We thugs, my ****

Ride to the death with my man 'cause I motherfucking love my ****

We ghetto, my ****

Any time, any place, we don't give a fuck, we bust metal, my ****

We gangster, my ****

You oughta keep your mouth shut

Watch what you saying 'cause we'll shank you, my ****

We D-block ****

We don't play games

We just hit you in your frame 'cause we pop ****

Yeah, yo, ayo, I'ma shed blood for mine, that's one ritual

That's how you keep the love unconditional

That's why we the only one the thugs listen to

Bitches buy records but **** do what bitches do

I know a few dudes doing life bids in jail

And they way smarter than the white kids in Yale

But that's how life is

And that's how the gun and the knife is

It's a shame but it's real when your enemies like ya

When you come through and fishtail in Hennessy Viper

Listen, it ain't the rappers it's the rats that worry me

Double R for life, D-Block till they bury me

Scared **** jet off or stand way in the back

And aim they gat up in the air and

Let off

Sterile **** tear **** head off

Then let the blood keep dripping

And just wipe the sweat off

We thugs, my ****

Ride to the death with my man 'cause I motherfucking love my ****

We ghetto, my ****

Any time, any place, we don't give a fuck, we bust metal, my ****

We gangster, my ****

You oughta keep your mouth shut

Watch what you saying 'cause we'll shank you, my ****

We D-block ****

We don't play games

We just hit you in your frame 'cause we pop ****

Fuck with P, the thug'll come out

The slug'll come out

You don't put in enough work, I got you

No doubt

They don't want Sheek to wild

Better cover your child

With two guns out the sunroof

Swordfish style

Who that kid?

Black mask on with the latch on

The AK swing on my shoulder like a Louie bag

You get it in a hurry

All up in your Burberry

Through your assistant

Through your fucking secure-tery

All y'all do me a favor

Walk with me

If you want money or drugs

Talk with me

Know I got my ****, my guns

The Hawk with me

Guess who?

Jada P and The Sheek

Three bricks

Three whips

Three motherfucking ooh-we's a week

Ten spots O.T

Two blew off late

My **** cop

Pop and toss, and we applying the pressure

So when you address us

It's Boss

Boss

And Boss

We thugs, my ****

Ride to the death with my man 'cause I motherfucking love my ****

We ghetto, my ****

Any time, any place, we don't give a fuck, we bust metal, my ****

We gangster, my ****

You oughta keep your mouth shut

Watch what you saying 'cause we'll shank you, my ****

We D-block ****

We don't play games

We just hit you in your frame 'cause we pop ****