Album Cover Thug Poetry

Thug Poetry

Noreaga

9

featuring Brown and Maze

[Noreaga]

Yo yo

I only ride for those that'll ride for me

I only shoot for those that'll shoot for me

I used to be in D.C. with my poetry

Niggaz said I'm on some other shit crazily

I used to sell cracks from the front streets to back

Then I got locked up wicked Jake popped up

And the Jake he seen my style before

But I'm stayin lyrical behind my door

I'm in the yard God where niggaz try to test me hard

But my vocal's too powerful law, it's too potent

I kick one verse, the whole cypher stood frozen

Now them niggaz wanna parlay with me, general

I'm smooth like them niggaz that, don't blow trial

I come on home to a new leaf, no beef

Jose Luis yo I'm ill like an Indian chief

And my dress code, ill like, indiglo

Chorus: repeat 2X

Aiyyo we thugged out what, and we let y'all know

we keep it thugged out, catch us at, every show

Let's get the jump off jumped off, here's the bang out

Yo at every fuckin club, yo we got octane out

[Brown]

I need, nuttin but cash, I'm out in the stash

Extra acres, carribean seeds with no crabs

Fuck hunger, I'm gettin no younger, cop this half

brick til my pocket just thick, sit back and laugh

with the out of towners, keepin money around us

Four pounders, flippin wiggies, to the sirens around us

Cars and jewels, inside moves, three day cruise

Booted from Beijing, ?brought? our ventures to ?use?

The entrepeneur, droppin cock in your whore

Keep pussy open like a nigga sniffin coke in the hall

I do it all for y'all, basketball, or rims

Fiberglass that hold guns when I play old friends

Learn how to act around a playa who s