For My Thugs

Lil Flip, Trick Daddy...<br><br>[Hook: Trick Daddy - 2x]<br>I`m doing this one for the thugs<br>And them boys down South, much love for the thugs yes sir<br>For the thugs, and them boys in the city<br>Much love for the thugs, yes sir<br><br>[Lil Flip]<br>From city to city, state to state<br>Me and my niggaz on the road, trying to make this cake<br>Cause if you don`t work, you don`t eat<br>So right now I`m in the studio, bringing the heat<br>And I`ve been doing this rap thang, for a long time<br>I went from flipping them dimes, to kicking them rhymes<br>From one tat, to twenty five tats<br>I went from one sling shot, to twenty five gats<br>And all I want, is twenty five placks<br>And if you want a show, I need twenty five stacks<br>Fuck a dat, I got a playback machine<br>One mic one stage, and a ounce of green<br>And I`ma show you, how we do it down here<br>And if you ain`t from round here, get the hell from down here<br>And just kick off your shoes, and relax your feet<br>It`s Lil Flip, Trick Daddy and my boy Greg Street<br><br>[Hook: Trick Daddy - 2x]<br><br>[Lil Flip]<br>When I`m thugging like Pac, when I`m hugging my block<br>If you run to the cops, I`ma come with my glock<br>If you play with my do`, I`ma spray at your hoe<br>So if the shit ever happen, don`t act like you ain`t know<br>Cause I got niggaz on my team, that`ll pop the steal<br>And make your body disappear, like David Copperfield<br>And I got family in Miami, that`ll ride for me<br>I got some homies in Atlanta, that`ll die for me<br>And I`m a pimp, so my hoes never lie to me<br>They get taped with my cane, and go fly for me<br>So bring daddy his cash, so I can re-up quick<br>Then supply my customers, when I flood the strip<br>Fuck a drought I got that work, like a booking agent<br>I got bricks in the attic, and pounds in the basement<br>And that`s how we hustle, around my way<br>We living like Denzel, on Training Day, cause I`m a thug<br><br>[Hook: Trick Daddy - 4x]<br><br>[Lil Flip]<br>I`m doing this for Houston, Dallas, College Station<br>To all my young thugs, who still on probation<br>For my niggaz locked up, with no parole<br>And to whoever bought my tape, cause my shit went gold<br>And we thugging, rolling on Dubs and<br>We valet, when we come to the club and<br>I stay strapped up, cause I got shot this year<br>And I`m about to go quadruple, like Pac this year<br>That`s one million, two million, three million, fo`<br>And after that, I`ma put red in the do`<br>So just kick off your shoes, and relax your feet<br>And watch me put these hoes, on the ecstasy<br><br>Yeah nigga...