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letra de thug story - ryko

verse 1:

a thug c-cks back, about to take his block back
his fellow criminals caught him slippin but now he’s back on track
the previous owner of the corner barking orders to his soldiers slanging drugs and bustin slugs as his heart gets colder
but one day, on a sunday, a car pulled up on that corner, and it started to spray
he got clipped on the hip, the blood started to drip
on his way to the hospital but his homie didn’t make the trip
d-mn.. that’s the life of the streets
the next week ready to hit the block, revenge is what he seeks
he cruised around and found the car from that day in the parking lot of a motel 6
the k!llers, were inside doing lord knows what with a few bad, chicks
he banged on the door, the people inside hit the floor
unloaded the ak in the name of his friend that died on that day

chorus:

is it worth it?
taking another life, long as it’s for the right price
causing someone’s mother to cry and ask god why
is it worth it?
when that mother could be yours if you slipped up
the pain and regret in exchange for the money, fame and the drugs

verse 2:

in the jail cell thinking did he make the right decision
the clock is ticking
visiting hours in a minute
gets to kick it with his children
didn’t think about this in the rage when he lost his friend jermaine
little boy already in the 5th grade
his daughter about to go on her first date
wishing he could go back to them with a clean slate
but hey, that’s the risk you take when you get involved in this game
to be a street king with the drugs, money and ice, you’re forced to sacrifice your family life
but go ahead and take a chance
get those rubber band stacks
to throw on strippers so they make they -ss clap
and show you those breast implants
a little extra for the lap dance
all thanks to selling crack
while your family at home wondering where the h-ll you been
now you locked up, wishing you could go back again

chorus:

verse 3:

now watch the cycle repeat
statistically your son is much less likely to get his degree
and a lot more likely to end up on the streets
no dad in his life, your family struggling to eat
so he gotta sell drugs just to make ends meet
you wanna say son, don’t end up like me
follow in my footsteps and you’ll end up right beside me
but he hasn’t answered your calls, since he was thirteen
it’s too late he posted on the same corner
even rides around in your old range rover
he gonna live by the gun, and die by the gun
illegally increase his funds and live life on the run
the pay phone rings with no with answer, you ain’t surprised
then turn around and see your son with your own eyes standing in the line
no happy endings, this ain’t a love story
cause this a thug story

chorus:

- ryko

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