Thugs 'R' Us

[Noreaga] Them niggas really think that it's a game but it's not Niggas kept frontin', Brown got popped Word on life, word on my click All a niggas really got in his life is his word and his dick And I stay true to them like both of them laws Niggas talk shit my click's not ridin' them dogs Niggas hate me cause broke and can't floss Yo I cop coke, cook it up - y'all buy it cooked already Like a '98 six wild like a Chevy Yo I floss now, look how much my jewels cost now I'm realizin' that you me so I hate y'all too So both sides is hate so it's mutual Beautiful, my guns make it shoot-able Shoot at you send staff to clap you Yo my name's Nore but only fam calls me Papi That nigga's homo like the cat who killed Versace Homo thug, yo I shoulda known sooner My clique stay in jail like Robert Downey Jr Like Outlaw in the beacon, I'm nigga-Rican Most y'all niggas think y'all live, while y'all weaklings I'm from Iraq, play the cut smoke mad trees Mind my own business, concentrate on my cheese Yo the door lock, four knocks and one symbol I'm like '98 Live, y'all like Double Dribble Aye yo, thugged out, no rules, I'm playin' the game Every man for hisself, just recievin' the pain It's like Utah, 21, no out, just go hard Rest in piece I gotta say to Yammy and Todd It's like niggas never learn, money to burn Yo I'm leavin' like me and Nat' shit (I'm leavin'!!) let me say this I used to rock to G-U-E with the SS Now I'm in the '98 black GS Golden with kid in my shit, on some full grits headlights Shit shine from Def Jam to Crown Heights Now my clique keep guns, time to fight Open the flip on the Startac and check the message Copped ten Sprint phones and caught a deal What, one and the same, like Thugged Out and Ill Will It's all real, still from Iraq...