Thizz Music

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, what's up wit' you? Hello Yeah, I got my man's and them on here with me on this one, baby, you know You know we get stewie, dumb, every time, stewie Dumb is how we come, Thizz music, Thizz is what it is Rydah, Freako, check this out [Verse] Most of my brodies is ex-cons and parolees Drink Heem and OD's Roll twamps and gold D's Get made from Goldie, 'cause Goldie the made man Don't fuck with blade men Go hard like cavemen Ayy man, I don't think you understand though I stalk the streets with a Colt Commando A thug and a vandal, a walkin' scandal Drink like ten fishes, smoke like candles Pistol-grip handle on the riot 12 gauge Keep the rollers off me and out the jail cage Got a twelve-page letter from my folks in the rally's He got caught up in a riot and they shipped him outta Cali Beaumont, Texas; Leavenworth, Kansas They got us spread out, I don't know where my mans is But it's like this, I don't complain 'Cause I knew about the game when I hopped in the thang
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Credits
- Writers
- Mac Dre