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J. Holiday - Thug Commandments

Piesa J. Holiday Thug Commandments face parte de pe albumul Back of My Lac' , lansat in anul 2007 la casa de discuri Angel Records .

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Don't choke on that, homeboy, blow it out 
Don't sip on that drink, pour a little out 
Let your life reflect what comes outta your mouth 
And never pull out your piece unless you dumpin' out 
 
Never fear no man but know when to run 
Leave no man standin' till the battle is won 
And when it's gettin' real good, better pull it out 
When niggas front, don't give up, my brother, sweat it out 
 
And don't smoke what you don't roll up 
And act right if you know you can't fight 
Take a test if you're unsure if it's yours 
There's a one percent chance that it might be another man's 
 
And we know the life we been livin', that one day we might fall 
And the only choices we give is got our backs against the wall 
And I know we're all God's children, He's got love for us all 
Still we're livin' these thug, these thug commandments 
 
Stop cuffin' that young girl, let her breathe 
Be a father to your kids, not hell disease 
No doo-rags in the Lord's house 
Trust in the Lord, but keep a glock in your house 
 
When you talkin' to a man, look him dead in his eye 
Never get high, come on on your own supply 
Gotta think fast, stash your little cash 
Watch them snake niggas, they slither in the grass 
 
And don't smoke what you don't roll up 
And act right if you know you can't fight 
Take a test if you're unsure if it's yours 
There's a one percent chance because it might be another man's 
 
And we know the life we been livin', that one day we might fall 
And the only choices we give is got our backs against the wall 
And I know we're all God's children, He's got love for us all 
Still we're livin' these thug, these thug commandments 
 
We fall down but we get up 
We sell out and we reap up 
And we keep watch from the roof tops for the cops 
Hive snitches, tap telephone switches 
 
And we get paid but we won't sell 
Right back slang, new story to tell 
Goes around and 'round like [Incomprehensible] 
And never changes, that's all the game is 
 
And we know the life we been livin', that one day we might fall 
And the only choices we give is got our backs against the wall 
And I know we're all God's children, He's got love for us all 
Still we're livin' these thug, these thug commandments 
 
We fall down but we get up 
We sell out and we reap up 
And we keep watch from the roof tops for the cops 
Hive snitches, tap telephone switches 
 
And we get paid but we won't sell 
Right back slang, new story to tell 
Goes around and 'round like [Incomprehensible] 
And never changes that's how the game, kid


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