[Yukmouth]
THUGG LORD !!!!!!!
Salute!
Whut bitch, aiight, AIIGHT!
We got a bitch ass nigga in our presence

A fucking imposter
Get yo ass up nigga
what's up nigga
You ain't no mothafuckin made man

Money don't make you no made man nigga
The mob make you a made man you bitch
Now get on the floor nigga

[Yukmouth]
Nigga shank yourself
Nigga stab yourself
Nigga spray yourself
Nigga blast yourself
Nigga's packed with wealth

Though I come through fast and stealth
Your fuckin stack get dealt
Now they on their self
Like massika blast to kill

Never try to graze niggaz
Just cause you a paid nigga
That doesn't mean your made nigga
You Gay nigga

I pay niggas
To spray niggaz
Lay niggaz down for the gray glitter
Send you to the GRAVEDIGGAZ!...

Ready to die I ain't afraid nigga
I make money, money never make.... niggaz
I break niggaz
Wake up with a .45 pointed in your face nigga

Now where the safe nigga
I take your rolex honeycomb face out the safe
I gotta get my money on straight
The South is gay

These phony ass rappers is fake
About to hate make a move out of state
Regime Killerz about face
Aw hell the Thugg Lord Salute Me!

Put 21 guns in the sky nigga rush yours
'Cause none of why'all niggaz want war
Fake ass CB4, Gusto still Yuk flow whut the fuck for
We I walk I scrape my knuckles across the ground

Guerrilla walking across town beating down Blood Hounds
Y'all niggaz sound like Mystikal
Get some skills thuggin on wax I do this shit for real
BITCH!

[Chorus: Yukmouth]
You ain't a made man you made yourself
Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself
Hey!.........
a lot of niggaz get paid to wealth
Now they shit just stay on the shelf
Spray Yourself!!
[We made men, paid men, that made it all]
[Born to this shit and ready to ball]
[Spray Yourself]
[Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall]
[Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers]
[Spray Yourself]

[C-BO]
Now who the fuck is these weak rappers
Acting like they real but their fake phony cuban zirconan actors
The Mob father bringing it real for all the mobstars
While other niggaz in this game to win an oscar

Scared of mobstas
Can't do a concert unless they are paying themself
Can't get a real bitch so they lay yourself
Hey! Hey!

Can't get the pussy unless they paying your wealth
You motherfuckers need to spray yourself
What! What!
Heard Bossaline a major pay per event

Now we goin' see you on some murderous shit
Have you heard of this clique
Thugg Lord
Yukmouth close the door
Lets take these Toy Soldiers to war

Remember back when you wasn't shit
At my hotel with the bundles of shit
Give my a hundred g's to bust on your shit
And I touched the shit

Real niggaz that had enough of this shit
Going platinum without a nann nigga bumpin your shit
Now tell me
Weak nigga how you do dat deah

Westcoast Mobb father bitch we don't care
You must of bought your own shit
To you they shoot your own shit
Came here without poppin your own deal its on bitch

You must forgot when I helped your ass out
Back when you was rollin around town in a glass house
When I see how I might light that ass up
See if you westbound bitch you better gas up mash up bitch

[Chorus: Yukmouth]
You ain't a made man you made yourself
Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself
Hey!.........
a lot of niggaz get paid to wealth
Now they shit just stay on the shelf
Spray Yourself!!
[We made men, paid men, that made it all]
[Born to this shit and ready to ball]
[Spray Yourself]
[Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall]
[Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers]
[Spray Yourself]

[Yukmouth]
Alright
Ready to talk yourself marching
I be startin a war so just marching
Parking the ??? in front of the mansion

Fuck apartments
Fuck that shit you talking
Bullshit be barking
I often smoking blunts on my doobe in your coffin

Rap-A-Lot niggaz boss ballin'
Shot callin'
The come to be the boss my niggaz all flossin'
See many loss ends

Trying to keep up
Sell Cheba
Next tell selly a thousand Rap-A-Lot beepers
Smoke reefa

Regime Leader the prime suspect
Something like Puff but I got a new millimeter I ain't bust yet
It ain't a fine bitch a senorita I ain't fucked yet
I pop X

I rub sex
They love this Thugg shit
Niggaz say Yuk next to take the West over
The fuckin best blower

Chronic catch and sess smoker
The AK 47, Uzi, and Tec holder
I'm the nigga you heard stressed over
And get no rest over

Nigga wrecked by the neck screaming with sweat on ya
Go to sleep with a vest on ya
'Cause I creep death on ya
Pull my Tec on ya

Hop on dubs and skates
Sinceraly yours the nigga you love to hate
Lil Bitch!

[Chorus: Yukmouth]
You ain't a made man you made yourself
Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself
Hey!.........
a lot of niggaz get paid to wealth
Now they shit just stay on the shelf
Spray Yourself!!
[We made men, paid men, that made it all]
[Born to this shit and ready to ball]
[Spray Yourself]
[Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall]
[Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers]
[Spray Yourself]

Writer : THOMAS, RICARDO/THOMAS, SHAWN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, ARL MUSIC, INC.