When Thugs Die

Lyrics

Uh-huh, uh-huh yeah... 'cause it's real in the field And in the field, it is real Ill Will, y'all Yo, yo, yo... This is what it sounds like when a thugs dies Pow, pow, pow – we won't cry This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – mom's cry This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your eye This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your moms eyes When I'm with my niggas, this is how it sounds: ("Sup, nigga! Wutup?!") "Ain't nothin', nigga," give my niggas pounds This is what it sounds like when I'm with my hoes: ("Take it, ugh, take it, bitch, take it!") Hard dicks, bitch, you fuckin' with a pro This is what I'm thinkin' when you bitch niggas plottin': "I'm gonna kill this nigga right now, I got him" This is what he say right before the lead hit him: ("Yo, please! Don't shoot!") Man, fuck that – I did him When the cops come, this is what a rat say: "He shot 'em 4 times and he ran that way!" Now a nigga on the run, this what real niggas do: "You can stay at my crib, I heard what happened, come through" A bitch or a nigga can help a nigga hide Open up the front door and welcome you inside Coward nigga want war, well, then we gonna ride Get the pump or the 4-4, and catch a homicide This is what it sounds like when a thugs dies Pow, pow, pow – we won't cry This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – mom's cry This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your eye This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your moms eyes At his funeral, this is what you heard: "Oh god, they killed him, oh god!" Yeah, that was that nigga's bird And that bitch is foul – do you know that ho's style?! When he was locked up, she had another nigga's child The other nigga's me – yeah, I knew that was his wife What the fuck am I gonna do? Bitch is begging for the pipe And I was coming through on the reggy every night But then this nigga came home, I said it wasn't right 9 months later, shit got crazy Nigga flipped out when she said it ain't his baby Slapped her up ("Bitch!") gun-butt her with the nine ("Fuckin' bitch!") Put it to her head ("Who's is it?!?"), 'til she told him it was mine ("Who???") "You fucking bastard! I'ma bury him! 6 feet deep!" Heard he looking for me daily, carrying his heat Now he's under the ground, may he rest in peace 'Cause he was married to a ho, and I was married to the street Now, this is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – your moms cry This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – moms cries This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your eye This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your moms eyes Its been 2 years, ain't nobody catch me Hennessy and Pepsi, my TEC will protect me Out of state, made a lot of cake, they respect me Got a new identity, hoes want to sex me Havin' memories of my seed kind of stress me 'Cause my son is 2 and his appearance reflects me Got a new Lex GS ("Chrome wheels, nigga!") Drove all the way home ("Man, shit is real, nigga!") Got back to the hood, it was raining and pouring Knocking on this bitch door, like 3 in the morning She knew I was comin', I saw a cop, 2 of 'em running Let off 4 shots, then I caught 2 in the stomach She set me up, the rain and the lead wet me up Pow, pow, pow – that's the sound of a thug dead, 'cause... This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – your moms cry This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – moms cries This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your eye This is what it sounds like when thugs die Pow, pow, pow – tears from your moms eyes Pow, pow, pow, pow... Uh-huh... uh-huh, uh-huh... uh-huh