Thug Lordz Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em][C- [G]Bo][C]
C'mon niggaz
[Em]Yeah
The Thug [B]Lordz in this bitch
Get up... salute nigga,
21 salute nigga [Em]holla..
[G]THUG... [Em]LORDZ!
[G]Niggaz that ride or d[Em]ie for their co[C]ast,
[Em]nigga
[B]Yeah, put ya head to the street
Put ya head to the street nigga,
[Baug]holla...[B]ho[Em]lla
THUG... LORDZ!
Thug [G]Lordz in this bitch
[Em]Regime[B] nigga[Em]z
West Coast Mafia [B]niggaz
Yeah, untouchable niggaz man
[Baug]C'mon ni[B]ggaz, c'mon
niggaz. Ha.

[Verse 2]
[B][Verse 1: see- Bo]
Check, [Em]my uzi weigh a ton
I hit[G]s 'em up an [B]I run
[Em]I'm loco,
I keep a guns caulked in [C]the lo- [B]lo
I'm King Tut of the hood
'cause everytime I drop a record dog
Shit I bring it to the gut of the hood
An [Em]I ain't never backed down,
so don't test me dog
[B]Cause I'm [Em]a nut,
[B]an keep [Em]a Smif- N- Wesson pressed in pause
[B]All these faggot ass rappers
keep yappin they jaws
Yeah they the shit 'cause when they see
me they just crap in they drawers
Yeah [Em]that nigga 50 he hot,
[G]but I heard he's a snitch
[B]And he ran up under that white boy,
I [Em]heard he's a [C]bitch
An I [B]ain't seen him in the hood,
no where in the Valley
No House of Blues, or Peanuts,
he scared of them alleys
Heard he [Em]copped his rims and 'Big
O' [G]tires in [B]the hood
Surrounded by police,
wear[Em]in wires in the hood
Heard [B]they ran him outta New York,
and he's comin to Cali
No glocks and cigs, just lots of pigs
Eh nig, [Em]your rap career will not
out[G]last Pac [B]and Big's
Yeah [C]you fuckin wit some kids [Em]that
ain't scared of the [C]bricks
You in [B]there,
four- fifth kick dead in the bricks
Thug Lordz'll have ya hit,
split dead in a [Em]6, c'mon

[Verse 3]
[Chorus: see- Bo] [G]THUG...
[B]LORDZ!
Gettin this [Em]money [B]like a
[Em]motherfucker ready for war
We'll never [B]snitch
Never flip
Never quit my click was heaven
sent wit Mac- 11's to
Hit when we dip they holla..
[Em]THUG... [G]LOR[Em]DZ!
[B]Gettin this [Em]money like a
motherfucker ready for war
[B]We'll never snitch
[Baug]Never flip
Never quit [B]my click was heaven
sent wit Mac- 11's to
Hit when we dip they holla..
[Verse 2: Yukmouth] Yeah..

[Verse 4]
[Em]If the
boss wants you dead,
[G]then it's off wit ya [B]head
'spe[Em]cially a bitch nigga
that talk to the feds
'spe[B]cially a bitch nigga
that walk wit the feds
To award shows cause niggaz bout
to toss him some lead
[Em]You niggaz think the West
coast [G]is just Dre an Xzibit
[B]They [Em]aiight, but pay attention
Thug Lordz handle they [B]business
We the realest from the
Gardens to the Village
Make the hardest niggaz feel this
Make the sargent want to kill us
Regardless Godz[Em]illa will
[B]murda you nig[Em]ga
[G]I twist ya [B]cap like a S[Em]lits m[B]alt
[Em]liquor [B]for that [Em]slick talk [B]nigga
If ya nigga gang bang,
don't crip walk nigga
Wearin a big chain will get
ya ripped off quicka
We the [Em]only Thug [G]Lordz bitch
After [B]all big [Em]faces like Mount Rushmore,
you don't want war [B]bitch
That'll get you pistol
whipped an extorted
You lucky I wasn't on Face shit,
I woulda destroyed it
You better [Em]run like Forrest
[G]Gump in Air [B]Forces
Cause [Em]our guns look like torches,
bustin from [C]drop Porsches
Or [B]the drop Ferrari,
hotter than a hot tamale
The T- H- you- G- L- O- are-
[Em]D'z holla..

[Verse 5]
[Chorus] [Em]THUG
[G]LOR[Em]DZ!
[B]Gettin this money like
a motherfucker [Em]ready for war
We'll never [B]snitch
Never flip
[Baug]Never quit m[B]y click was heaven
sent wit Mac- 11's to
Hit when we dip they holla..
[Em]THUG LORDZ!
Gettin this money like
a motherfucker ready for war
We'll never [B]snitch
Never [Baug]flip
[B]Never [Baug]quit my click was heaven
sent [B]wit Mac- 11's to
Hit when we [Em]dip they

[Outro 1]
holla (they holla)
[Em][B]
[Baug][B]