Trick Daddy - They Don't Live Long lyrics

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Trick Daddy - They Don't Live Long lyrics

(feat. Ayo Ware) You gon save that? Na na na na naaaaaa Na na na na naaaaaa Yea Thug n***as don't live that long (Thug n***as don't live that long) Before they gone they'll be dead and gone But I'll be waiting 'till they come back home (I'll be waiting for you) [Verse 1] I wanna buy me a benz but I'm fifty-grand short I got to get this cheese without a n***a getting caught 2 freaks is in the jungle now I'm taking care of mama now My lil dog caught a case, I got to bail him out I got you bobbin to this real sh** So reason why a n***a k** sh** That's how it is, sh** See papa was a rolling stone He left mama alone She raised us on her own Them b**hes curious Why I'm soo motherf**ing serious Hard times got me pumped up and furious I want y'all to free all my dawgs Before I get my gun and start k**ing your halls Call me the butcherman I take my beef straight to the man I put it so only thug n***as understand Keep b**hes out your game get paid Just remember and respect what the old girl said [Chorus] [Verse 2] I got some n***as on the other side One day I got to take a ride And let them know I still represent the Southside No more shopping at the flea I'm rolling D's and Lo's I'm getting head, feeling bread from these sleezy hoez And can't nann b**h forget that n***a Hollywood Big ends steering wheel made of wood I heard it was four n***as three sh**, one ho n***a I'm out the pen with you Howdy folk Who gon die next Who mama gon cry next Who sister giving away the slack pus That's how we living though Dead and gone before he twenty-four Or in jail, but y'all don't hear me though As I continue with this thug sh** With all this blood and sh** But all us thug n***as love this For the love of greed and riches But money don't need no b**hes So I'm k**ing all snitches [Chorus] [Bridge] I'm doing this one for the thugs and the n***as on the corner selling d** for the thugs Yes sir [repeat 2x] [Verse 3] If I was a hundred dollar bill I'd make you n***as k** for me Go to prison do about a hundred years for me Get a gat and go jack robin steele for me Just to pay a b**h bills with me I'm dissing every n***a who got me f**ing A b**h better f** for pregnent nuts You see it be them same n***as 'Cause coochie a** lame n***as (Last time) Learn some motherf**ing thangs n***a Now picture me as a k**a (k**a) Young crack dope deala (dope deala) I'm doing this one for my n***as Who ride for this Who even lost they life for this And them n***as who survivin this They don't live that long [Chorus 2x] Thug n***as don't live that long [Singing portion of the chorus repeated untill fade]