Thugs Feel Me

One time for the one time..., One time for the fun time..., And we are Million-Mountain-Water shawty..., yeah (yeah)

You gotta keep it real if you wanna make it/Gotta handle your business you gotta take it/And then you get up out of there baby/Thats real really my thugs feel me/Put your fists up high up in the air yeah/Comin to the war and Ill meet you there

Hell yeah stackin artillery for the enemy/We fuck up the cops this shit kills on the spot/Throw em in the lake right over the rocks/Get away dont get caught better hurry up hoes/Go for what you know so homie come on/Wanna see if its real we got promos/Stank em and tag em with the forty four/Get up inside em hit the spine for sure/Listen to the pistol when they whistle/Spittin many missiles splittin to the gristle/Hit em in the middle of the forehead/Is the motherfuckin hoe dead reload it/M11 nine millimeters in the front pump/Post up when we jump out they in the trunk/I told you right in front my seat I keep heat/The gat is right next to my feet/Never know what I pull out and shoot when I reach/Yall aint leavin the scene without bleedin/However they want it send it to us/Send his role back trust me

Been around the world its the same song/Homies struggle daily gotta survive stay strong/Even homies in Paris and London be hustlin/Doin whatever to get the money lookin at the whole big thug

You gotta keep it real if you wanna make it/Gotta handle your business you gotta take it/And then you get up out of there baby/Thats real really my thugs feel me/Put your fists up high up in the air yeah/Comin to the war and Ill meet you there