Maze - Thugged Out lyrics

Verse 1: (Noreaga) We thugged out, outta state on some city sh** Keepin' it real while ya'll n***as on some pretty sh** What the dealy wit' you know I only smoke a Philly wit' famalama I got a b**h in Atlanta And everytime I f** her yo it's on camera And I'm the freak type Get head then lay meat right Ya'll n***as burn bridges, I could've had ya'll tight Yo, I spit this Tellin' ya'll to live with this I could've had you in the bank Now you lost your rank You gotta blame only yourself, yourself to think Yo, you know me I hate to have to do it Homey We used to be cool, now it's like you don't know me All that jealousy sh** New enemy sh** Had me thinkin' on some foul sh**, takin' a risk Verse 2: (E-Money Bags) Money Bags, the mafioso type Gun holster, stripes be goin' down n***as backs Lungs collapse when I be strapped Escobar's my witness Espionage, addictions Got me ready to pop sh** up on highways, break my peoples out the Prisons Inflictin' predictions Supervision, foreshadowed wisdom Cause when the cards roll Ladies seem forbidden Children of the corners Get it on like in the early Morn The rooster horn I used to have a b**h to boost upon Macy's Crazy Stacy, laced me in Baisley Silk robe Paisley, talkin' 'bout she want a Baby Thug or Don I bug upon slug-a-thon's We shrug our arms and struggle on Trials and tribulations Maintain through situations Verse 3: (Maze) This is just a page of the individual Maze The new escapades, smooth but still explosive like a grenade I reign officially, livin' the risky life Tipsy all night Jewels swingin', exhale from my windpipe The game of life's like spades First, n***as move forward just to reverse Still I'm in it, penin' it, it hurts worse My n***as locked like there's a curse on the block But live and direct Pocketin' loot for future prospects [Verse 4: Musaliny] It's been like this for decades now, foul Since a child, all into crack valves And cats that spent Thou's The richer ones hardly play the streets now Catch 'em in the latest BM with the top down I fiend for scratch Half of my team did that Got my first pack, started hustlin' crack It didn't seem like there's was nothin' left to do So I blew, copped out on one-five-two Yo, n***as is slidin' through Keep the God j**el Cause the feelin' only comes in the need of healin' Thats when the heat's not concealin' Then it be a whole 'lot of cap peelin' A whole 'lot of runnin' children A whole 'lot of squealin' But it still can't stop the cash from buildin' And a b**h thats willin' to give head Leave they legs spread No matter if diesel in the bed Verse 5: ( Diesel ) If there wasn't all these cats puttin' sh** on my name I'd probably be somewhere outta town puttin' sh** in the game For fame many cats be forgettin' where they came Real n***as blaze shots put holes in your frame If you didn't know the game you should've left it alone Instead of playa hatin' me cause I'm ridin' on chrome My stones make your b**h wanna leave home Even hang up the phone like her spot just got blown Be for real Do you really think we don't keep steel? For them frontin' a** n***as tryin' to get they caps peeled