Forever Thuggin

Lyrics

[Chorus feat. ] Forever thuggin! Forever thuggin! Forever thuggin! Forever thuggin! Forvever thuggin I keep my mind focus and risin above skies Thug til i die slang drugs til I rise Will I ever fly or will I die from a drive by Witness my victims writhe til they die Dear LORD will you ever forgive a nigga's sin Cause I stay surrounded with trigger men And it's on until they kill again I'm in the finest clothes, fucking the finest clothes, pushing the finest loads I'm a thug by nature they got these motherfucking fists hitting a nigga on his pager They got me trapped in Seattle sleepness, tryna blame me for my homie's death I'll make you muthafuckas reap this And any niggas want to ride on me Step forth and you could die on me Bullets fly like the fourth of July torches in the sky Watching [?] die, forever thuggin! [Chorus] You niggas wanna see me fall off, get caught up and get hauled off Become a victim of a sawed off Life's been full of trifes in ways but soon I see better days Passing my pistol away with better ways Stay away from all this madness, and all these suckers lookin at me evil wishing that they had this Given through traffic something new Protected by bullet proof close my eyes hoping that is true Thankin the LORD for all the stress he put me through Teaching me right from wrong don't want to spend life from home Hoping that I wasn't wrong for slinging ki's, bringing home g's Cause in the water it's so hard to breath Bless the LORD for my baby girl, gotta get her ready for this crazy world Ain't nuthin worser than a lazy girl gotta get your mind right First and learn to love school and believe in everything you do Forever thuggin! [Chorus] It's g's up hoes down though they slang kilos and pounds Stay flossin the whole town navigators with the tv's in em Can't believe it when you see me in em with the six changer dvd in em Straight up out the gardens, lowlife ass nigga Since day one always been a trife ass nigga And ain't none changed but the change 4.6 range blew our brains, phat house on the hills Now they callin me C-boss because I be playing with about six mills Since my deal with warlock fuck some pork chops Taking Lobsters tossing wine glasses with the mobsters Off-shore bank accounts, swiss have a nigga piss Dam can you imagine this thug nigga wit mo money than That uhh nigga and that mexican border brotha wit a plug nigga I'm flooded nigga, Dom P, Cristal Budded nigga, beenie cap, pistal Thuggin nigga, killafornia, cap it out Without direction, muthafuckas best to map it out Straight gangsta baby don't get it twisted Dubs on my sports car, everything owed is lifted And this fast stack I'm holdin ain't foldin all Big face swollen, bitch I'm west rollin [Chorus]