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Two foe tha war, niggaz die foe that infantry
If I lay me to sleep, I'd die foe that SCT
Mo Murda's on that Clair side, foe that late night (rumors and war)
Just fuck wit them soldiaz
(repeat)

Boy tried to ride, yeah he died, tha trigger just up on'a my finger tips, now anotha nigga
dead, 'cause tha speak foe
itself, it must not be said, tha nigga had me in tha red, but I be if tha mud is bud, it's thug,
yeah. These and
rebels we fuckin slug, yeah. Don't dig in, we get tha snitches that's hatin tha playaz, neva no
tombstone was that slaya,
ass niggaz, we comin to lay ya. think no one can save ya, tha Yard's ready to grave ya, snap.
Ripple, den I his
ass, tha who ins concerned, tha lesson to be learned. You get burned, to a clean and you
earn, and you wit
cheese, but I'm sick and tired ah ya niggaz shit. I'm sick and tired ah ya nigga startin shit,
and war, just cannot
fuck wit dem

Put'em all in tha dirt, when tha glock pop slugs, them them box, this chamber, wit my glock
cop danger, hustla, just
give it on up to tha that Shifta, that soldia, gon' stoke ya, just a level doin homocide and
murda, that's tha way Mo Thugs gon' serve ya. You that buck, and closin that trunk, I'm sendin
that to hades. I'm slangin mo' slugs, round Mo Thug, bitch, 'cause nigga them crazy. Insane, see,
it's this nigga when I'm havin that chronic. Stayin high, escape tha games we play, them
soldiaz live day

hello, infantry. Hello hello, infantry
Nigga can't wit tha SCT's, you nigga can't fuck wit tha SCT's
clique too mothafuckin strong, this clique too mothafuckin strong
My niggaz be all year long. My niggaz be thuggin all year long
(repeat)

Straight foe destruction, clear dat foe enternal torch'em into forces, cold deform'em, then
distortin, set ah up foe
tha slaughter. We get allegiance, keep confusin, my recavity, try to duck and dodge, don't
wanna bade your
casualty. So I stop, take a breath on tha guage, 'cause ah be damned if I go back in that cave,
all, put ah slug on
my thug, gotta put them coppaz on off in grave. And it's much too late, I can't be saved. I tried
to pray, so is the
only way, deep in hell is where stay. I saw four torchures, on them mo's and stompin soldiaz,
infantry in, den we
come to destroy ya, Lord ya into a trap, and snap that back. So ya betta be equipped and pack
gat, don't slack,
skoes, them crack, and'em hurt in tha dirt, now I'm runnin it

We are Mo thug, we are Mo
mighty warriors, mighty mighty warriors
Guages loaded, guages
bound soldiaz, ghetto bound soldiaz
(repeat)

Credit hustlaz them tha top, and I'm chin up on my glide, foe tha nasty, droppin down to
them SCT's, pullin drinkaz on stay down foe double clop it kill ya. Murda plot foe tha
money, seven I'm bloody mo red rum, wet'em in ah battle hell and nigga gun gun blast, buck
blows, you choose, wit ah 44 and it was laughin at you.
in tha mash, foe safety,
betch you this race on this, dead and gone, runnin through
this punk town, dump tha
bullets, get ya down, what tha fuck, they wanna test Bone.
Get'em make all bow grab it,
givin up fort, yeah to tha wasteland (wasteland, wasteland,
wasteland). You see dis so
when tha peepa peepin tha creep up and make it, man. And if
you claim that you contain,
stay foe yo shit, let yo nuts hang, neva leave a ah Mo Thug
ass niggaz, true to tha shit, let
us ran on crome. Decapitator, hata, pap pap in it this life
and I'm rollin. Always
souljah be pimpin two glocks foe tha war, cockin'em back,
popin'em and bitches be it,
foldin, you