Letra My hoodlums & my thugz (feat. wc & mack 10) de E-40

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My hoodlums & my thugz (feat. wc & mack 10)

featuring Mack 10 W.C.

Intro: E 40

I pledge allegiance to the ghetto uh
I pledge allegiance to the game uh
I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars
and the pussy and the bitches and the fame uh
*repeat*

(BEEYATCH!!!!)

Chorus:

To all my to all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on
up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on
In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab
Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh
Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up (nigga)
Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up

[WC]
Fuck talkin, I'm chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin
It's The Shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the Chickenhawk in on
that 'throw it up throw it up' dip, as I dips, skip with the Euro clip
Hangin for chips on 100-spoke whips
All I know is pussy, money and color bandanas
and tryin to get my kids some more chickens than Colonel Sanders
Play us by the trigger so I'ma live by the trigger
And rivals, seven bicthes for all my colored thug niggas

[E-40]
???? ???? regulations in the game, never snitch, never sang soprano
Wild gravy, bustin kilo grams, goin platinum, door and panel
Never dustin up, never crackin under pressure
Seems to me I do my time and I get out whenever, EARLY
People say I smell like Glocks, what kind of ?car? you got?
I tell em "Brooklyn cotch"
Johnnie Walker, snapple lemon-squeezed and scotch is what
I drink a nigga up under the table
While all you powder puff niggas take all my votes

Chorus:

To all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on
up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on
In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab
Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh
Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up (nigga)
Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up

[Mack 10]
Well it's that old Inglewood gangbang, hustlin ass nigga
That dope game, flossin ho, bustin ass nigga
still grindin while rhymin now up to seven figures
Low-down, duct tapin, 2-11 lick hitter
Hoo Bangin' sendin birds outta town on the bus
If ya in to sellin crack, nigga fuck with us
I got cars and a mansion with wine in the cellar
and a bitch on my team that'll kill when I tell her

[E-40]
Back with ninjas so ya know
I do this for Foesum and 'Susanville?, fo' sho'
My niggas in Quentin'll pack a bis', before I
>From Chino to Tracey to Hatchedby to Rikers Island
Pelican Bay solid, dat Long Park and Terminal Island
Keep on smilin, dialin and callin connect
Cos you're my focus, you know I'm accept
A za-, a zap board, deuce amps
Shoot dice with, to all my stamps (BEEYATCH!!!!)

Chorus

[WC]
Could it be me, or was it this chronic or Bombay
that got me puttin it down for all my hoodlums around the way
Lex spares, money dippin, bullet-proof vests and sack warriors
All my street niggas, east to the west to the souths, I can't hearin ya

[Mack 10]
If it ain't Charlie Hustle, it's that nigga Mack Manson
While the G homies boogie, we keep they hoes dancin
and we stay Lexed up wit the parlay features
Sportin beamed-up Chucks wit the flamed-up creases

[E-40]
I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the moms and pops
The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the rocks
The liquor store on every corner, the laundromat
The quick-to-run-up-on-the-nigga, to peel my cap

Chorus

Outro: E-40

A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all
A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all
A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all
A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all
A getcha scrill y'all, a dollar bill y'all
A dollar, a dollar, a dollar bill y'all
A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all
A dollar, a dollar, a getcha scrill y'all
BEEYATCH!!!

BEEYATCH!!!!!!

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featuring Mack 10 W.C. 
 
 Intro: E 40 
 
 I pledge allegiance to the ghetto uh 
 I pledge allegiance to the game uh 
 I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars 
 and the pussy and the bitches and the fame uh 
 *repeat* 
 
 (BEEYATCH!!!!) 
 
 Chorus: 
 
 To all my to all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on 
 up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on 
 In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab 
 Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs 
 Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh 
 Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up 
 Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up (nigga) 
 Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up 
 
 [WC] 
 Fuck talkin, I'm chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin 
 It's The Shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the Chickenhawk in on 
 that 'throw it up throw it up' dip, as I dips, skip with the Euro clip 
 Hangin for chips on 100-spoke whips 
 All I know is pussy, money and color bandanas 
 and tryin to get my kids some more chickens than Colonel Sanders 
 Play us by the trigger so I'ma live by the trigger 
 And rivals, seven bicthes for all my colored thug niggas 
 
 [E-40] 
 ???? ???? regulations in the game, never snitch, never sang soprano 
 Wild gravy, bustin kilo grams, goin platinum, door and panel 
 Never dustin up, never crackin under pressure 
 Seems to me I do my time and I get out whenever, EARLY 
 People say I smell like Glocks, what kind of ?car? you got? 
 I tell em "Brooklyn cotch" 
 Johnnie Walker, snapple lemon-squeezed and scotch is what 
 I drink a nigga up under the table 
 While all you powder puff niggas take all my votes 
 
 Chorus: 
 
 To all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on 
 up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on 
 In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab 
 Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs 
 Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh 
 Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up 
 Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up (nigga) 
 Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up 
 
 [Mack 10] 
 Well it's that old Inglewood gangbang, hustlin ass nigga 
 That dope game, flossin ho, bustin ass nigga 
 still grindin while rhymin now up to seven figures 
 Low-down, duct tapin, 2-11 lick hitter 
 Hoo Bangin' sendin birds outta town on the bus 
 If ya in to sellin crack, nigga fuck with us 
 I got cars and a mansion with wine in the cellar 
 and a bitch on my team that'll kill when I tell her 
 
 [E-40] 
 Back with ninjas so ya know 
 I do this for Foesum and 'Susanville?, fo' sho' 
 My niggas in Quentin'll pack a bis', before I 
 >From Chino to Tracey to Hatchedby to Rikers Island 
 Pelican Bay solid, dat Long Park and Terminal Island 
 Keep on smilin, dialin and callin connect 
 Cos you're my focus, you know I'm accept 
 A za-, a zap board, deuce amps 
 Shoot dice with, to all my stamps (BEEYATCH!!!!) 
 
 Chorus 
 
 [WC] 
 Could it be me, or was it this chronic or Bombay 
 that got me puttin it down for all my hoodlums around the way 
 Lex spares, money dippin, bullet-proof vests and sack warriors 
 All my street niggas, east to the west to the souths, I can't hearin ya 
 
 [Mack 10] 
 If it ain't Charlie Hustle, it's that nigga Mack Manson 
 While the G homies boogie, we keep they hoes dancin 
 and we stay Lexed up wit the parlay features 
 Sportin beamed-up Chucks wit the flamed-up creases 
 
 [E-40] 
 I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the moms and pops 
 The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the rocks 
 The liquor store on every corner, the laundromat 
 The quick-to-run-up-on-the-nigga, to peel my cap 
 
 Chorus 
 
 Outro: E-40 
 
 A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all 
 A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all 
 A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all 
 A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all 
 A getcha scrill y'all, a dollar bill y'all 
 A dollar, a dollar, a dollar bill y'all 
 A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all 
 A dollar, a dollar, a getcha scrill y'all 
 BEEYATCH!!! 
 
 BEEYATCH!!!!!!