just(I'm just another thug nigga) another thug nigga Oh you don't wanna fuck with me I'm just another thug nigga(just another thug yea yea) [Repeat] [
{Yo yo Ice whats poppin' G I'm just coolin' out Shinning Mac, I was listening to your demo tapes Yo man you sound kinda hyped man, yo' gonna blow up this
a hard load to carry but that deal was temporary I let it relax sometimes just chill out with my money Then when Layzie Bone is at it again, another
a mill and still be real Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin' on a come up Won't sleep 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up Hunt up another plot
' I got a phone call from one of my nigs Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids And when I heard that I just broke into tears And see in the
world Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl My mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
's just me against the world baby Me against the world, it's just me against the world It's just me against the world, me against the world 'Cause it's just
of a menace Nigga, I hit 'em up [Incomprehensible] Get out the way yo, get out the way, yo Biggie Smalls just got dropped Little move pacs the mac
to coast I got them things Badda-boom-badda-bing, he the glorious king Another album, another plaque Another ounce and another mac Another chromed out gat Another
take all the cheddar like child support [Fat Joe] I support Pun in anything he does, anything he loves My brother from another mother sent from the above A thug nigga just
Forever and take all the cheddar like child support I support Pun in anything he does, anything he loves My brother from another mother sent from the above A thug nigga just
That cash and such, in they hand they want a grand to clutch Dissin' they man and such But Christopher Wallace is a unresolved murder Another one is Mac
[2Pac] It's just me against the world [girl] Oooohhh, oooohhh [2Pac] Nuttin to lose.. It's just me against the world baby [girl] Oahhhh, oahhhahh [
' thing you gon' be doin is pushin' up daisies And it won't faze me, 'cause real gangsters raised me Ghetto diamonds praised me and thugs slug just craze
, NYC, that's how my niggaz get Yes, just picture me rollin' The Smith an' Wesson'll stay goin', put a hole in yo' chest It's just another hustle paper
the house (ain't nuthin' but clownin', geah baby) The eihthype thugs in the house Ain't nuthin but clownin, y'know I'm sayin'? And this goin' out to all them thug
