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Wyclef Jean( Nel Ust Wyclef Jean )
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Thug Angles
Lyricist:Jerry Duplessis, Wyclef Jean
Refugees yo, all you say
Dirty, dirty, dirty south I used to play while at the Y.M.C.A., in L.A. Sold my first a-k I saw her man get murdered on Sunday, bloody Sunday (What about Texas?)
They need to chill with the gun play (New York City, y'all) Police are at the door The magnum was by the ashtray
(Look at shorty, y'all) He 'bout to go out like scarface He woke up in a cardboard box with no space With thug angels singin, sayin'
So you wanna be a thug? To all my thugs in Houston, you wan' push drugs? To all my thugs in Memphis, you want the cars in the videos To the Jacksonville thug angels, let me tell you how it really goes
I'm on the highway with a black bandanna, headed to Atlanta Until I heard woop woop, that sound of da police, should I pull over? He had the dark shades on but he ain't look like Stevie Wonder His face was, pale and long, he looked like cold day in December
Now let me ask the truth or somethin' Should I slow down and be a good camper? I heard a young thug scream It depends what you got in the beamer
Now I got two choices I could blast And become most wanted in America Or I could slow down like the man in the bronco And get Johnny Cochran to be my lawyer
Oh, Sonya, hit her on the Motorola If I get locked up, I ain't getting out till Tuesday 'Cause this is Saturday and it's a holiday Now I got to spend a week hangin' in the south in jail But you told me that crime pay
The dirty, dirty, dirty, south I used to play while at the Y.M.C.A. in L.A. Sold my first a-k I saw her man get murdered on Sunday, bloody Sunday
(What about Brooklyn?) They need to chill with the gun play Police are at the door The magnum was by the ashtray
(New Jersey) He bout to go out like scarface He woke up in a cardboard box with no space With thug angels singin', sayin'
So you wanna be a thug? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My thugs in Chicago, you wan push drugs? My thugs in Orlando, you want the cars in the videos? To v-a and D.C., St. Louis, Miami
So you a killer, how many people did you kill? You a dealer, how many drugs did you deal-a? Forrealla, used to sell crack on the hill-a Yeah right, my name is Elvis and your wife is pricilla
You're an actor, you need a part in this thrilla Hold up, ain't no need to bust your four-fifth-a It's two of use, one of use is bound to leave in a coma So say your prayers and give my regards to the undertaker
The dirty, dirty, dirty, south I used to play while at the Y.M.C.A. in L.A. Sold my first a-k I saw her man get murdered on Sunday, bloody Sunday
(What about Brooklyn?) They need to chill with the gun play Police are at the door The magnum was by the ashtray
(New Jersey) He bout to go out like scarface He woke up in a cardboard box with no space With thug angels singin', sayin'
So you wanna be a thug? To my thugs in Tampa, you wan push drugs? To my thugs in Detroit, you want the cars in the videos? To the north, to the south, to the whole Carolina Let me tell you how it really goes
So you wanna be a thug? To my thugs in ATL you wan push drugs? To my thugs livin' in Dallas, you want the cars in the videos? Thug angels in the Birmingham Let me tell you how it really goes, let's go
Watch out for the beasts Watch out if you got a seed homie 'Cause you don't want your kids growin' up Thinkin' they never had no daddy
Big pun, rest in peace forever Bronx, pour some liquor Slang tom, rest in peace Police is in the news, watch yourself Y'all saw what they did to diallo
Yeah, you betta turn music down, I call 911
You gon' do what? Wait, yo turn up your musics louder Wait, all my people in the system jeep Wait, all my people goin' to school early in the mornin' Wait, eastern parkway
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