Gangstas And Thugs - T.I.
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This one's for the homies in the club niggas
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Now give me rapper my ma ni**a
Classic sh*t
This one's for the homies in the club niggas
Ey look
This is the classic sh*t
Razor blade baking soda work on a
Scale to the plastic sheet
Get your a** kicked mirth don't confuse
It rappers like mafia the coc*ine music
Young niggers pick colors and gang
Bangers see different but we all in the same game
Get money slime king and rad on the
Pussies going against the grand
I'm from the south n****r now sign n****r
Team where we gotta have zine off the track n****r
Look at me now n****r when I pull up in that
Lamb while all the homies and thugs burn out n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
See your n****r remain violent uptown n****r we could be wild
n****r you rap with sh*t that you can't pronounce
And now we're driving to the place we call home
It's a place with big houses
But it's still who we call home
In the jungle that place with lands tight isn't be there
Every animal that they sell is trying to get gas
n****r you're doing bad as a delivery gang
By the times that we're selling them bricks of coc*ine
Where I'm from I know only the strong survive
Since I was twelve niggers been dropping like flies
Niggers die for nothing niggers die for reasons
For summer strain when I am murder season
You know it I be tough you know I never change
I couldn't be who I am if it wasn't for the gang
I represent that if all day long
Uptown in trappers living all day long n****r
This is for my motherf**king block n****r
Yeah who selling that straight drop n****r
What's that medicine for my n****r taking cope niggers
Walking around all day talking glass n****r
Yeah
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This is for my niggers willing
And dealing making the killing
I used to had to walk in them shoes n****r I feel 'em
Wake a first thing in your mind is feeding the team
So we can drive in them bellies
And sh*t you see in your dreams
That's to be with or without a little stab light
n****r don't tell me you're wrong I make you act right
Put food in the ice box make me grab a glass pot
Now my whole crib see through color the glass pot
Rather be I have not to grave I have blood
When you try to be rich and your a** not
Sex money and murder all the cigarillo
Will try to escape through his purple
What's up
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r
This one's for the gangsters in the club n****r