My Thugs

And I'm off this Henny, I'm off Patron Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home I remember I was broke, now my paper long If you want me to slide, you know I will Gotta keep that fire, you know I will And when I die, lil' baby, she in my will And I ain't never left, I'm in the field Need someone to treat you right, girl, you know I could Try to snatch my chain, I wish a nigga would I remember sipping Henny, smoking 'Woods And them niggas ain't gon' try me 'cause they know I'm Suge Give a fuck who you is, nigga it ain't good I ain't never left, bitch, I'm in the hood I ain't never did you wrong and I never would I could get them niggas gone, yeah you know I could Nigga, you could ask around, I ain't never lied I remember posted on that S, getting hella high Now I got a crib in LA catching hella vibes Couldn't wait 'til niggas knew my name and it was televised Aww SOB, RBE that's the gang, bitch I been cruising through the V on that same shit Don't know who I'm 'posed to be when that pain hit 'Cause I was still in them streets when that fame hit Missing all my niggas, they done gone, yeah Lord, I just hope I make it home, yeah 'Member we was kids? Now we grown, yeah From the V, I had to get it on my own, yeah And I'm off this Henny, I'm off Patron Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home I remember I was broke, now my paper long If you want me to slide, you know I will Gotta keep that fire, you know I will And when I die, lil' baby, she in my will And I ain't never left, I'm in the field Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs Free my thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thugs Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs R.I.P. my thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thugs Nigga, everywhere I go I keep my fire on me Nigga, I was underage when I was riding forty And, bitch, fuck your nigga 'cause we sliding on him I came in this world alone, I guess I'm dying lonely Feed a nigga to the snakes and watch him die slowly I think she blowing up my line because she tryna blow me I keep a chopper with a scope 'cause they tryna score me And I treat niggas like they bitches just for tryna ho me And I miss all my thugs, wish I could bring 'em back Them crackers almost pulled that trigger just for being black And just to make it out this life, bro, you gon' need a strap When I catch niggas it ain't all good it ain't no season pass, bitch And I'm off this Henny, I'm off Patron Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home I remember I was broke, now my paper long If you want me to slide, you know I will Gotta keep that fire, you know I will And when I die, lil' baby, she in my will And I ain't never left, I'm in the field Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs Free my thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thugs Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs R.I.P. my thug, thug, thugs I miss my thug, thug, thugs