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Thug Paradise Remix
Tragedy Khadafi, Capone
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Mhm, huh?
Yeah, it's a Queens thing, 2-5, word up
Khadafi, next life, yeah, thug paradise
Check me out, yeah
Ayo, son, let me, let me put you on to what happened, how it went down
Check it, yo
TV's in the headrest, Sega Entertainment
Push the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment
DA got a witness, lawyer can't explain it
Face the judge on some money maintain shit
Black Caesar, hundred grand on the Visa
Took the stand, suddenly caught amnesia
Found him in a warehouse, tied in a freezer
That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters
Willys up north turned to dick beaters
Sending flicks to any bitch that'll feed us
Three-sixty waves with the shell top Adidas
The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm
Rocking state greens, sipping on Dom
Arabic link Cartier on the arm
Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules
Nigga, fuck the D's, we blazing trees
Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy
It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie
Feds play the roof in the hood trying to hit me
Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' with me
The life of a thug wasn't made right
When I die, leave a bottle of Dom by the gravesite
The tombstone, let the record show I was sinning
Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen, what?
All my convicts living on the edge of life
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
Move sheist, living in these days of trife
Rocking four carat ice in thug paradise
Thug paradise, yeah, yo (Difference)
Yo, yo, yeah, in thug paradise
They broke up in the crib, thirty deep, waving heat
Told me hit the floor, my little man was asleep in a swing
But the one thing was on my mind
The fully loaded semi-automatic they would find
Plus the extra shells, gloves and a ski mask
Thinking all hell'll break loose if these D's blast
But they didn't, beast threw me in the wagon
Ham had beef before, so now he bragging
Cuffs cutting into my wrists, I smell fish
What kind of oblong situation is this?
Hit the cage, now I'm back to earth, animal bitten
And Shab with ille-hi-lic crumbs, now good riddance
Too many be forgetting right here, this theme music
Thug paradise, portrait scenes, trying to use it
All my convicts living on the edge of life
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
Move sheist, living in these days of trife
Rocking four carat ice in thug paradise
Thug paradise, yeah, yo, thug paradise
This the Lex Land, money, getting jacked
Word up, it's like that
Kuwait, Iraq
Yo, yo, how we do it?
Yo, organized, we keep it tight, nigga
All my convicts living on the edge of life
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
We move sheist, living in these days of trife
Rocking four carat ice in thug paradise
Thug paradise, yeah, yo
It's like a never-ending story, who fell or who rise
All that cattle got trapped seeing federal size
You're that gun happy kid who went war-bound
Catching bodies, three still remain unfound
Battleground, Q-U desert, Kuwait banger
Down in Iraq, combat create danger
Who shot who? Who got hit? Who got shit
Locked on the other side of town? Who copped bricks?
Check, bed talking to a dead man walking
He got popped, back on the block, still talking
'Bout she know who did it, who was with it, she admit it
Her man did it, did it for the six figures
It's over, he killed him, and I remain sober
Jetting off in the Range Rover, nigga
All my convicts living on the edge of life
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
We move sheist, living in these days of trife
Rocking four carat ice in thug paradise
Thug paradise, yeah, yo, thug paradise
Kadafi, four carat ice, twenty-five to life
CNN, yeah, yeah, Kuwait and Iraq
It's on again, all the mixtape cats out there
The Lex Land, D. Moet, aight? Fifty Grand
Yo, Lorenzo, what? Yeah, what?
Krueger, Imam Thug, Body G, Kadafi
Yo, Kasi, Abram Nasi
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