Kunci: F minor
Verse 1
Em
G
C
[C- Bo]
C'mon niggaz
Em
Yeah
B
The Thug Lordz in this bitch
Get up... salute nigga,
Em
21 salute nigga holla..
G
Em
THUG... LORDZ!
G
Em
C
Niggaz that ride or die for their coast,
Em
nigga
B
Yeah, put ya head to the street
Put ya head to the street nigga,
Baug
B
Em
holla...holla
THUG... LORDZ!
Em
B
Em
Regime niggaz
Yeah, untouchable niggaz man
Baug
B
C'mon niggaz, c'mon
niggaz. Ha.
Verse 2
Em
Check, my uzi weigh a ton
G
B
I hits 'em up an I run
C
B
I keep a guns caulked in the lo- lo
I'm King Tut of the hood
'cause everytime I drop a record dog
Shit I bring it to the gut of the hood
Em
An I ain't never backed down,
so don't test me dog
B
Em
Cause I'm a nut,
B
Em
an keep a Smif- N- Wesson pressed in pause
B
All these faggot ass rappers
keep yappin they jaws
Yeah they the shit 'cause when they see
me they just crap in they drawers
Em
Yeah that nigga 50 he hot,
G
but I heard he's a snitch
B
And he ran up under that white boy,
Em
C
I heard he's a bitch
B
An I ain't seen him in the hood,
no where in the Valley
No House of Blues, or Peanuts,
he scared of them alleys
Em
Heard he copped his rims and 'Big
G
B
O' tires in the hood
Surrounded by police,
Em
wearin wires in the hood
B
Heard they ran him outta New York,
and he's comin to Cali
No glocks and cigs, just lots of pigs
Em
Eh nig, your rap career will not
G
B
outlast Pac and Big's
C
Em
Yeah you fuckin wit some kids that
C
ain't scared of the bricks
four- fifth kick dead in the bricks
Thug Lordz'll have ya hit,
Em
split dead in a 6, c'mon
Verse 3
G
[Chorus: see- Bo] THUG...
Em
B
Gettin this money like a
Em
motherfucker ready for war
Never flip
Never quit my click was heaven
sent wit Mac- 11's to
Hit when we dip they holla..
Em
G
Em
THUG... LORDZ!
B
Em
Gettin this money like a
motherfucker ready for war
B
Never quit my click was heaven
sent wit Mac- 11's to
Hit when we dip they holla..
[Verse 2: Yukmouth] Yeah..
Verse 4
Em
If the
boss wants you dead,
G
B
then it's off wit ya head
Em
'specially a bitch nigga
that talk to the feds
that walk wit the feds
To award shows cause niggaz bout
to toss him some lead
Em
You niggaz think the West
G
coast is just Dre an Xzibit
B
Em
They aiight, but pay attention
B
Thug Lordz handle they business
We the realest from the
Gardens to the Village
Make the hardest niggaz feel this
Make the sargent want to kill us
Em
Regardless Godzilla will
B
Em
murda you nigga
G
B
Em
B
I twist ya cap like a Slits malt
Em
B
Em
B
liquor for that slick talk nigga
If ya nigga gang bang,
don't crip walk nigga
Wearin a big chain will get
ya ripped off quicka
Em
G
We the only Thug Lordz bitch
B
Em
After all big faces like Mount Rushmore,
That'll get you pistol
whipped an extorted
You lucky I wasn't on Face shit,
I woulda destroyed it
Em
You better run like Forrest
G
B
Gump in Air Forces
Em
Cause our guns look like torches,
C
bustin from drop Porsches
hotter than a hot tamale
The T- H- you- G- L- O- are-
Em
D'z holla..
Verse 5
G
Em
LORDZ!
Em
a motherfucker ready for war
Never flip
Baug
B
Never quit my click was heaven
sent wit Mac- 11's to
Hit when we dip they holla..
Gettin this money like
a motherfucker ready for war
B
Baug
Never quit my click was heaven
Outro 1
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Em
B
Baug
B
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