When the thugs cry

This is what it sounds like

This is what it sounds like

This is what it sounds like

When the thugs cry (when the thugs cry, when the thugs cry)

Ni**a, we represent the planet

Get schizophrenic and panic

Maybe the past would understand if they get off they a** and mash

How do you manage? Paranoid, don't even trust my boys

Watch for them plots and deploys, envoys, scopin

Like a d**e fiend, when I'm smoked in the alleys with these ghetto

Guns and erased my funds Watts niggas in Cali take

Bullets to the brains, still rowdy

Jesus really never died for you crucified mutual suicide

Who am I? Loco with vocals, goin' coast to coast

Heaven'll move me, right, for sure

Deception whether my brethren, but sunny days when I parlay

Get killed when I get to steppin'

Remember the weapon (come) and the doctor said

I need time to myself where ocean those frivilous

Thoughts, thug for the Bone, up puttin' this independent stardom

Seven relentless evil intentions, nobody knows 'em, I'm even a henchman, warrior

Poet, never to mention I love my lady rebel?

And we can get the stroke on

And we can get the stroke on

And we can get the stroke on

And we can get this stroke on, when the thugs cry

This is what it sounds like (this is what it sounds like)

When the thugs cry

(When the thugs cry, when the thugs cry)

Are you ready, ready?

We keepin' the lights on at Ruthless and I ain't f**kin' the boss, lookin' at me sexy

Take your clothes off, and my dick'll go soft

Never mix business with your sickness

Enemy see me flippin' in the picnic with your little divide and conquer

My sister was ready to bomb her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my voice

Me and my boyz give us a choice how could you ever

Tell Sony that I was the only one was making noise ain't it a breech of

Trust look in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book by its cover

Word to the muthaf**ka I, I didn't studder but what if I

Lost it and came in the office and nobody noticed with liquid explosives on top of

Versace clothes give up the ghost Krayzie's Picasso

Lil' Layzie like Caesar, Stack's like lil' Pesci N

Casino and Wish don't give a f**k!

O I'm Gambino 'n the walkin dead wake up on the wrong side of the bed

Bible of survival triple six rivals, triple six rival

Member you said I read but I roll with killas, Niggas

That'll bust in the club you don't feel us strapped in the bed

Strapped pickin up the kids in the realest, the realest, the realest

This is what it sounds like [this is

What it sounds like, this is what it sounds like

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Come on, come on, come on

When the thugs cry

When the thugs cry, when the thugs cry

Are you ready, ready, ready? Oh no!

It'll make your body shake when it's too late soon

As you flipped off the safety baby this we all day

Don't tell me you crazy, will they sell me?

Hell, naw! For reason this weepin' widow be the demon so cheap

And at least she peepin' go peep deep dead in yo pockets no sleep

Rollin' with my crucifix Lucifer usually uses the rule of these

Wicked tricks in the school of these ghetto games

And the fool of this b**ch's mist I say shame, shame, shame

Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these

Casualties well they're passin me by but I hear death

Callin' when it's so cold in a room who's stallin'

Better come after me, we say f**k y'all all in the

Battle we, battle we, battle we

This is what it sounds like

This is what it sounds like

This is what it sounds like

When the thugs cry

When the thugs cry, when the thugs cry