I been thuggin' since my adolescents
All of my homies and peers tucked in the killers
And pimps perfectin' their profession
Never confessin',
Or tellin' when they police possession
Spiceberg Slim+ Snitches and bitch ass niggas pleadin' police protectio
We turn the globe till the day we die (die)
Spinnin' the world on my finger like Alan Eye
Spiceberg Slim+ Cali's finest, real mother****ers fo' sur
Spiceberg Slim+ And they don't make real niggas like us no mo
It's a rare breed,
I been thuggin' since eighty-five (five)
At the age of fifteen, yeah my draws hella high
With a thirty-eight snub (snub)
Bangin' on other pushers (pushers)
I even had the t-a-tech nine in the bushes
But now I'm pushin' Cali trucks and six hundreds
Stand blunted,
Spiceberg Slim+ Givin' slugs to niggas who got it comin
Spiceberg Slim+ We ain't ridin' for nothin' (****
They don't front forever thuggin'
Suckers cross the game and suffer the re-percussions
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go
I'mma start mine checkin' with the hard time records
Lower class known to mash born to blast any second
It's that criminal, original,
Tray Deee the imperial
Spiceberg Slim+ Gangsta's spit anger through your mother****ing' stere
Dogghouse style with the chucks and curl
Spiceberg Slim+ Off a bottle with my motto strictly **** the worl
As I bust a pearl
And the chrome at your cranium
Whoever get wounded shoulda knew where
I was aimin' them
Haulin' out the set fingers seen on my neck
But no comin' fourth to court
Cause my team is on deck
Insane to the fullest with the bullets to prove
Ninety-nine point nine per cent of
You can't stand in my shoes
I gang bang for a hobby, murder,
Robbery and kidnap
And gettin' in my business,
Point this way you can get clapped
Now sit back and peep gangsta's fool
Now sit back and peep gangsta's fool
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go
Teflon and clutsey glass, S-Class and escalade
Forty-five, calacoals, jewels and french braids
Spiceberg Slim+ Niggas mean mug, I'm in the nature of a thu
Finna room to a tomb we boss playin' and blowin' blood
It's West Side mental,
Extra mash is my mentality
Spiceberg Slim+ Niggas bite the bullet and end up with chest cavatie
Spiceberg Slim+ Gradually fo'-fo' gon' make niggas define gravit
Got one foot in the grave and
I feelin' my angels grabbin' me (damn)
Stablishly vicious up in the game
Seen a lot of raw and uncut
Spiceberg Slim+ **** up in these sterets may
"I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto"
Pac died in ninety-six and I still can't let go
Spiceberg Slim+ My fallen soldiers, love you niggas for stayin' rea
I hope you see me thuggin'
Still rollin' with heat of steel (steel)
But it don't stop (stop), money,
Hoes I'm still rushin'
Spiceberg Slim+ Still high as ****, still heat and still bustin
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go
Thuggin' makes the world go, around and round
And around... mayn, thuggin' makes the world go