featuring Krayzie Bone Mag

[Intro: (Mag)]

Aw shit! Here we go!

Aw there go my niggas over there!

Yeah there go my thugs over there!

There go them bitches over there!

Look out for shots for my real niggas!

[Chorus:]

Where my thugs where my hustlers at?

Where my thugs where my hustlers at? Say what?

Where my thugs where my hustlers at?

Where my thuss where my hustlers at? Say what?

The Henny's in me, you can't change that

Crack the blunt, roll that bitch up, where my thugs at?

Where my thugs at? Show me where my thugs at

Where my thugs at? Show me where my thugs at

The Henny's in me, you can't change that

Crack the blunt, roll that bitch up, where my thugs at?

Where my thugs at? Show me where my thugs at

Where my thugs at? Show me where my thugs at

[Mag]

Now why should locs give a fuck?

What? Nigga my mental's stuck

I gotta be dirty damn near all the time, strapped the fuck up

Post the fuck up, Smoked the fuck up, locced the fuck up

When the po po come we don't choke the fuck up, punk

Bitch ass niggas know they can't run with me

Real ass niggas they get it done with me

Because they want with me

Ha, it's just the low life I live

Shit forever we ride, dub sac, my homey done died

My head stays busted

All motherfuckin day, off that Henny blessed with Alhezay

Hey, what, gangstafied, bout it bout it til I die nigga

Bounce to this and if you dig it press rewind

[Treach]

See now my thugs do the gangsta and the killin and stealin

While my hustlers do the bankin and the dealin for millions

My pimps be curlin, crimpin, straight pimpin and illin

My gangsta thugs on thi