Artist: C-bo f/spice 1, south central cartel
Album: Concrete Jungle/ Gangster Conversation
Song: Thug diease
Typed by: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com
Welcome to the first annual thug reunion
Where thugs are thugs much love to the haters
Representing today's hugs are america's most wanted
Verse 1
[C-Bo]
I weighs a back young dump full of come
But with a gun learned how to dump many one
So I handled my four fifth it was my own shit unload clips
Eject and watch me load some mo shit I be
The guy that was fuck hat when it comes to gangsta shit
Strong arm with the bomb when it comes to ganking a bitch
Reason why I do or die gangbanging with rips
Cuz I had them be covering for my while claiming my chips
Ain't no playa hating cuz haitng will get that ass
Kocked form high part of eastside to the ol park flashing the block
I be the G in the black beanie with eh black coats
Used to roam the south of seattle with fo hoe claico
On white and go daytons in a clean reagal
Me and ike dog in a fo fo reagal exploding your guts
Like beanie does segal and say fuck awol got a case
And did it leagal
Riff
[Spice 1]
Bloawwwwwwwwww tatted up thug nigga major paine and bossaline
Aka spice 1 and cbo if you don't like it bitch
Burn rubber
Verse 2
[Spice 1]
It's the thu thu thug in me they want to put slu slu slugs in me
Enemies be huggin me talking about they go love for me
But it's just the game they play to keep the killing
Up under the slunder blast in the east bay and crack like thunder
What the fuck we put the smash down for the buck
And if you ain't got shit well fucker you jsut outta that
Mobbing at gunpoint and snatching niggas at they neck
You niggas best to give respect when we show them the tech
Thug thang I got a hustler built mind frame mob that game
It's time that they know
Verse 3
[Havikk]
Approach these niggas for they scrilla
Get teh G'z get catch slugs up in these face patner
O.G. like Ice-t this thug shit is fucked up trying to put me on
Apracebo now we go legal in a reagal with chico
I'm down for the profit you down it microsoft it
Drop everything out my way in the concrete jungle which
We laid out wiht the gun play the one way get laid out
Verse 4
[Gripp]
Cuz broke muthafucka come to things twisting niggas from the gutter
Please
help them LORD
That the space got strapped down by a bitch
Got tripping by the safe ba banigga hitting when they calling
Going across state lines we coming back for you
Daddy wants his paper got to have it up tipping 100 dollar drink
For the love of a thug
Chorus: 2x
[Spice 1]
Nigga please we ballers pimps killa and G'z
With hecka felonies flying keys over seas
Turning product to cheese ducking the F.E.D's
It's the muthafucking thug that deez
Riff
It's havoc and prodejy burn rubber it's the forty fo
And have this thang watch out
Verse 5
[Havoc]
When I connect with my real niggas they pull triggas
To expire we on htat thug shit I DON"T THINK SO
Of consequences that is neccessary flintching
You best to pay attention you ain't heard the real
Till you heard of me I tag you pussy muthafuckas
Try to murder me slip you like a quarter key
Put you where you ought to be
Verse 6
[prode'je]
Down for real and your intentions to slaughter me
Look been a long time since I let one go
Then I'm going ot put your ass to bed
Then I'm fucking your hoe while I'm up in there slow
I'm going to make her say my name out out gangsta
I'm true to the game ride I'm riding with the in crowd
Cuz I'm keeping it simple keeping it real
The ghetto fans are packing real having pride
Niggas bout this cuz we hit these and 2 G are rolling
With the real killas in this rap game
Chorus: 2x
[Spice 1]
Nigga please we ballers pimps killa and G'z
With hecka felonies flying keys over seas
Turning product to cheese ducking the F.E.D's
It's the muthafucking thug that deez