For the thugs
Yes sir ha ha
I'm doin' this one for the thugs
Yes sir
My boy dooda wa's up fool
(Down South)
Tut ha ha haa
We've been seen (Aye yo see!) they on a roll
hurry up nigga come on they got guns
(I'm doin' this one for the thugs)
They got big guns!
They want to go to war nigga
Hah?(Yes sir for the thugs)
they don't want to die they don't mean that
Hah



[verse 1]

If it wasn't for the Hennesey

and thug livin' for my enemy

my brother still be alive and apart of me

so I, say a prayer for that playa

and I, take my fire everywhere, see

Its kinda hard when you missin' yo' dawgs

another name on the wall

they keep takin the fall

yes I be livin though

dead and gone befo' we twenty fo'

or in jail but cha'll don't here me though

is this world about to end

if not then explain to me, how come I'm losin my friends

and why I'm livin' wit my kid

and why I'm fifty grand short from gettin' me a brand new benz

its kinda hard for the black man

I watch the million man march for the black man

and through the sun and rain

I love enjoyin' pain

I know we be livin' strange but we'll maintain hey



[chorus]

I'm doin' this one for the thugs

and the niggas on the corner sellin' drugs

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and the boys down south much love

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs and the boys in the city much love

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and the dogs in the grove much love



[verse 2]

See, I, I, gotta called from the crib

my dawg got killed

gotta all my homies in tears

and we don't know who the killas is

it could of been the lick

it could of been the hit

I 'on't know we stayed in some shit so

we put his face on a shirt

and shedded tears for the game

(a thug in memory boy)

'cause it's hard to hide the pain

they teach us some better thangs

the shoes his mama a back 'cause she could use the change

that's how you ride for yo dogs, shit

ride or roll take sides for yo dog

suppose to die for your dogs, shit

hard time in gangsta livin'

and got us villain chillin'

try to start no crossin' me and you so

and you cry for yo' dogs

Hell, I don't understand

man, I say a prayer to all of y'all

and for the cause

for my motherfuckin' dogs

Nigga!



[chorus]

I'm doin' this one for the thugs

and the niggas on the corner sellin drugs

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and the niggas Overtown sellin' drugs

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and my Carol City niggas much love

for my thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and my niggas out in Gouls

for the thugs



[verse 3]

If it was a hundred dollar bill

would ya, could ya ride for me

start a fight, better yet, would you die for me

under oath baby girl would you lie for me

getta gackin open 5 for me

now would you cry for me

turna trick, or do or die for me

food stamps, if you apply for me

well certified for me

can't count but you'll try for me

or do it all for me

Huh?



[chorus]

I'm doin' this one for the thugs

(for the thugs)

(for the thugs)

(for the thugs!)

I'm doin' this one for the thugs

and the niggas on the corner sellin' drugs

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and the niggas out in Opa-Locka

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and the boys doin' time in the pen

for the thugs yes sir

For the thugs

and my dogs out the Heights much love



for my mothafuckin' dogs

fuck y'all

fuck y'all, others

motherfuckers

faze brothers

suckers, bluffers,

we ain't nonthing but sho' nuffers

Bitch, feed ya fish



(for the thugs, for the thugs)

Writer : Young, Maurice
Copyright : Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.