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letra de thug from around the way - snubnoze

[intro]
was once a thug from round the way x2

[verse 1: snubnoze]
it’s the new cat on the new track bring it back
when i attack on the wack loadin up the gat
diggidy pop pop pop goes the 9, coming up from behind
nappy headed n-gga with the dope rhymes
no complication the mission, listen
n-ggas they don’t listen and they keep p-ssing me
off, cause they think i’m soft but the boss never lost
at any cost beat you like hoss
cut[?], right so, n-gga don’t come to the ponderosa
as i come closer you might catch a dose of
hollow points through your joints
duck, diggidy duck or get stuck by your buck shot
think i’m gonna stop but i’m not ’til i see you drop
to the gun, creep you can’t come here with a n-gga from the streets
of the ghetto, h-llo, shake you like jell-o
n-ggas be trying to play me like a cello watch me sell yo
soul to the devil, dig it like a shovel
cuz’ll take you to another level, several n-ggas have died
became victims of homicide, raised in the streets but mommy tried hard
to keep her kid from the rough neighborhood
why it’s like that i never understood why i
had to be raggedy, so much tragedy, but yet i’m glad to be
able to survive, day by day, as a thug from around the way
but you don’t hear me though

[hook]
was once a thug from round the way x2

[verse 2: eli]
capital b-i-g eli, see why n-ggas want to be my enemy
cuz you see, doctors say i’m mentally insane in the brain
(why?) cuz i throw these things swiftly
and motherf-ckers can’t get with me
never ran, never will, pack my steel, out to k!ll
pop pop pop, n-ggas drop when i c-ck the giggity glock
murder 1, first degree, no one could be worse than me
tell me who’s the first to see the barrel of my n-i-n-e
yeah i be the best at this, n-ggas don’t try to get with this
innocent people hit the floor cuz my bullets ain’t prejudiced
rata (tata) tata (tat) i got my gat (i got your back)
bought myself a 20 sack and a fifth of cognac
serving crack to the fiends keep my pockets filled with green
since the age of 17 i been from under my mother’s wing
yeah another ghetto child roaming the streets, actin wild
criminal record thousand pounds puffin on them black n mild
quick to take your money or gold, quick to mack on one of yo hoes
quick to breaking your sh-t and get a good price for them shoes and vo’s[?]
please don’t ever step to me, i’ll put your life in jeopardy
yeah i shot the sheriff now i’m looking for the deputy
gotta survive, in these streets, on my own, day by day
a fat price to pay to be a thug from around the way

[hook]
was once a thug from round the way x2

[outro]
was once a thug from round the way x2
was… was… was…

- snubnoze

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