start Small choices make us who we really are. A hero A man at best A livelihood put to the test A taste of Things to come We'll see when all is said
this was what you wanted Someone who gets everything right (Gets everything right) I thought this was what you wanted Someone to put you first in their life Cause we?re running out
You are appreciated [Chorus:] Lady... Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady Dear mama Place no one above ya, sweet lady You are appreciated Don't cha know we
get better And maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters Soon as I come home it's like I get the third degree Where ya been and who
gettin crazy after dark Where the real thug niggaz here you are We world wide mob figgaz [Chorus: repeat 2X] We got homies on the front line livin it up We
the big boys, breakin all the rules I shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids And even though we had different
tracks Let me get down and just relax We gettin down y'all We gettin down y'all We gettin down like this We gettin down y'all We gettin down Like
wondering why coz when we were together you had to wondering eye looking in all the wrong places, when you had it at home, now you're drowning in your sorrows coz I left
to watch her, call her baby pockets So I bring it to her straight, to a real knight She got herself on protection, we all good all night She said they
how we get them second chances and you betta slip on, all thugs all thugs, T.H.U.G. is all I wanna be, all my little thugs is really thuggin with me,
but really nobody can stop us with everything we know now We sucker free, we see underneath all you fake thugs From all these wack rappers we've come
ain't even playin' with you bitch, get the fuck out. All in my shit yo, what the fuck is wrong with you, get the fuck out. Damn! [Verse 3:] We broke
the towel in, we broke up I moved out, choked up, depressed every day I woke up Found out she had another man and this is when it really hit home Fuck
: [Chorus] We don't mean to be a problem But every time we start talkin' Somebody else got a problem But we ain't really bothered, we say mother fuck
the best weed son See son, in the kingdom we got it down We smokin up the green shit money no Bobby Brown It's funny how we blaze it in the club, in the
GO!) I murder these (GO!) new kids - who got something against me. (GO!) The thought of you (GO!) talkin' shit - really fuckin' offends me! (GO!) In no time at all we
hold on mama, how we getting all of this and just like some claws she went down a little bit, she said "30 for some head, 50 for some ass, we've gotta
sneaks up from behind without you knowin And just the thought of it has got me goin [CHORUS] [VERSE 3] We are livin on a see-sawer And when we fall it hurts We