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Uhh  yeah  uhh  uhh  uhh 
It's a Queens thing (uhh  uhh) 
Too fly  word up 
Khadafi  the next life  yeah  Thug Paradise 
No doubt  check me out  yeah  yeah 
Aiyyo Son let me let me put you on to what happened 
how it went down check it (tell me Son  word up) 
Yo  TV's in the headrest  Sega entertainment 
Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment 
D.A. got a witness  lawyer can't explain it 
Face the judge, on some money maintain shit 
Black Ceasar, hundred grand on the Visa 
Took the stand, suddenly, caught amnesia 
Found him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer 
That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters 
Willies, up North, turn to dick beaters 
Sendin flicks to any bitch that'll feed us 
360 ways with the shell-top Adidas 
The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm 
Rock and stay green, sippin on Don 
Arabic link, Cartier on the arm 
Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules 
Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin trees 
Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy 
It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie 
Feds play the roof in the hood try to hit me 
Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit me 
The life of a thug wasn't made right 
When I die leave a bottle of Don, by the gravesite 
The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin 
Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen 
*chorus* 
All my convicts, livin on the edge of life 
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist 
We move sheist, livin in these days of trife 
Rockin four carat ice, in Thug Paradise 
Thug Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yo 
In Thug Paradise 
One for the money, two for the villainous streets 
from Willies holdin millions, foreala with no feelin 
shit, my resident, Q-B settlement 
Hit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the medal went 
Jump in the Ac-u-ra, then blast a trey 
Pour this A for those who passed away 
My whole click shinin like a diamond 
While on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a dick rhymin 
Mighty chrome we got a song 
Capone-N-Noreaga's on, we try to touch like a flip phone 
I sip on Porter while you get extorted 
to single, illegal life stick you, I hope the world bought it 
Yeah no doubt 
Capone-N-Noreaga 
*chorus* 
Yo niggaz broad daylight, woke up, early in mornin 
Gettin even breaths, my team'll grab heat 
Bust the fonta leaf, then roll up, some Sweets 
they was on since yesterday night, Dunn got bucked 
in his windpipe, we'll go to war until you pre-write 
Pick tight, can stick to guns in a gunfight 
Yo lots of diamonds, the new millenium was promised 
Black comments, we tryin to squash that big 
But niggaz get hard-headed, filled wit leaded 
Fuck around and get deaded, now for wetted 
God set it, automatic 
Yeah me you face these niggaz starvin 
General of rap swarmin 
Acousiastic, attract with the glock plastic 
Move quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie 
Black tipsy, but tell me, destiny 
Move quickly, stickheads, be tryin to stick me 
You mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbit 
Can't absorb it, but tell me, you all for it 
Can't call it, my defense'll make you forfeit 
Son you quit fuckin wit Iraq dick 
The General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all vote 
Blast it too, and plus it take two, now know 
*chorus*

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