Drakeo The Ruler and Snap Dogg - When Thugs Cry

Know what it is when you talkin' to the Don
Street sweeper, sweet Jesus, why you even tryna rhyme?
Mop sticks, boy, I had them all for fun
He Roy Jones, I'm a leave him where he lyin'
Bring the mops in, I got 'em in the car
Tried to box me, must think he's somebody
Must think I grew up somewhere on an islands
I'm in the trenches, nigga, you know where to find me

Two mops, two Glocks, did him like 2Pac
He think he Suge, I'ma give his ass twenty-nine
Know what I got in Neiman Marcus, you must wanna die
Hit him in his busy bone, that's when thugs cry
Two mops, two Glocks, did him like 2Pac
He think he Suge, I'ma give his ass twenty-nine
Know what I got in Neiman Marcus, you must wanna die (yeah)
Hit him in his busy bone, that's when thugs cry
He think he 2Pac, I'ma send his ass to Thugz Mansion
Shh, man, hit him in his busy bone, that's when thugs cry

Chop a nigga down, got the K with the wood (yeah)
He was playin' too tough, heard they found him in the woods
How you say you put in work? You can't go to your hood
I see you starin' at my chain, bitch, I wish a nigga would (come here)
I done dropped shit, stop playin', 'cause you know that (man down)
Slide on a rap nigga, where his show at?
You ain't never took a nigga soul, hit him broad day (yeah)
If it's beef on the floor, I'ma get him wrong way (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Two mops, two Glocks, did him like 2Pac
He think he Suge, I'ma give his ass twenty-nine
Know what I got in Neiman Marcus, you must wanna die
Hit him in his busy bone, that's when thugs cry
Two mops, two Glocks, did him like 2Pac
He think he Suge, I'ma give his ass twenty-nine
Know what I got in Neiman Marcus, you must wanna die
Hit him in his busy bone, that's when thugs cry
He think he 2Pac, I'ma send his ass to Thugz Mansion
Shh, man, hit him in his busy bone, that's when thugs cry

Written by:
Darrell Caldwell

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