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Wyclef Jean
THUG ANGEL
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Refuges yo all you say
[wyclef jean]
dirty dirty dirty south
i used to play while at the ymca, in l.a.
some prefer to say k,
i saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday
(what about texas) they need to chill with the gun play
(new york city ya'll) police raid the door (?)
(look at shorty ya'll) he bout to go out like scarface
he woke up in a cardoard box with no space
with thug angel singing saying ahhh ahh ahha
so you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha)
to all my thugs in houston
you wanna push drugs
to all my thugs in memphis(ahhh ahh ahha)
you want the cars and the videos
to the the jacksonville thug angels
let me tell you how it really goes
[verse 1]
i'm on a highway with a black bandana
headed to atlanta
until i heard (bloop bloop) the sound of the police
should i pullover
he had them dark shades on, but he looked liked stevie wonder
his face was pale and long he looked like cold in december
now let me ask should i slow down and be good to him(uh-ha)
i heard a young thug scream it depeds 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 ? bronco
and get johny cochran to be my lawyer
call sonya hit her on the motorola
if i get locked up i aint getting out till tuesday
cause this is saturday, and its a holiday
now i got to spend a week in the south in jail
but you told me that crime pays
Dirty dirty dirty south
i used to play while at the ymca, in l.a.
some prefer to say k,
i saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday
(what about brooklyn) they need to chill with the gun play
(hey) police raid the door (?)
(new jearsy) he bout to go out like scarface
he woke up in a cardoard box with no space
with thug angel singing saying ahhh ahh ahha
so you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha)
my thugs in chicago, you wanna push drugs
my thugs in orlando, you want the cars and the videos
to v-e-a-n-d-c saint louis(a)
[verse 2]
so you a killa, how many people did you kill
so you deala how many drugs did you deala
foreala used to sell crack on the hilla
yeah right my name is elvis and your wife is pricilla
your an actor, you need a part in this thrilla
hold up ain't no nead to bust your four fifa
it's two of use one of use is bound to leave in a comba
so say your prayers and give my regards to the undertaker
Dirty dirty dirty south
i used to play while at the ymca, in l.a.
some prefer to say k,
i saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday
(what about new orleans) they need to chill with the gun play
(l) police raid the door (?)
(new jearsy) he bout to go out like scarface
he woke up in a cardoard box with no space
with thug angel singing saying ahhh ahh ahha
so you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha)
to my thugs in tampa, you wanna push drugs
to my thugs in detroit, you want the cars and the videos
to the north to the south to the whole carolina liner
so you wanna be a thug
to my thugs in atl, tou wanna push drugs wanna push
to my thugs livin' in dallas, you want the cars and videos
thug angles in the burban hell
let me tell you how it really goes
Watch out for the beasts
watch out if you got a c homie
cause you don't want your kids growing up thinking they had no daddy
big pun reast in peace forever, bronx pour some liqour
police is in the loose watch your self
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Refuges yo all you say [wyclef jean] dirty dirty dirty south i used to play while at the ymca, in l.a. some prefer to say k, i saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday (what about texas) they need to chill with the gun play (new york city ya'll) police raid the door (?) (look at shorty ya'll) he bout to go out like scarface he woke up in a cardoard box with no space with thug angel singing saying ahhh ahh ahha so you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha) to all my thugs in houston you wanna push drugs to all my thugs in memphis(ahhh ahh ahha) you want the cars and the videos to the the jacksonville thug angels let me tell you how it really goes [verse 1] i'm on a highway with a black bandana headed to atlanta until i heard (bloop bloop) the sound of the police should i pullover he had them dark shades on, but he looked liked stevie wonder his face was pale and long he looked like cold in december now let me ask should i slow down and be good to him(uh-ha) i heard a young thug scream it depeds 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 ? bronco and get johny cochran to be my lawyer call sonya hit her on the motorola if i get locked up i aint getting out till tuesday cause this is saturday, and its a holiday now i got to spend a week in the south in jail but you told me that crime pays Dirty dirty dirty south i used to play while at the ymca, in l.a. some prefer to say k, i saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday (what about brooklyn) they need to chill with the gun play (hey) police raid the door (?) (new jearsy) he bout to go out like scarface he woke up in a cardoard box with no space with thug angel singing saying ahhh ahh ahha so you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha) my thugs in chicago, you wanna push drugs my thugs in orlando, you want the cars and the videos to v-e-a-n-d-c saint louis(a) [verse 2] so you a killa, how many people did you kill so you deala how many drugs did you deala foreala used to sell crack on the hilla yeah right my name is elvis and your wife is pricilla your an actor, you need a part in this thrilla hold up ain't no nead to bust your four fifa it's two of use one of use is bound to leave in a comba so say your prayers and give my regards to the undertaker Dirty dirty dirty south i used to play while at the ymca, in l.a. some prefer to say k, i saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday (what about new orleans) they need to chill with the gun play (l) police raid the door (?) (new jearsy) he bout to go out like scarface he woke up in a cardoard box with no space with thug angel singing saying ahhh ahh ahha so you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha) to my thugs in tampa, you wanna push drugs to my thugs in detroit, you want the cars and the videos to the north to the south to the whole carolina liner so you wanna be a thug to my thugs in atl, tou wanna push drugs wanna push to my thugs livin' in dallas, you want the cars and videos thug angles in the burban hell let me tell you how it really goes Watch out for the beasts watch out if you got a c homie cause you don't want your kids growing up thinking they had no daddy big pun reast in peace forever, bronx pour some liqour police is in the loose watch your self
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