Testo Stay Tuned

Uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhhIt's a Queens thing (uhh, uhh)Too fly, word upKhadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug ParadiseNo doubt, check me out, yeah, yeahAiyyo Son let me let me put you on to what happenedhow it went down check it (tell me Son, word up)Yo, TV's in the headrest, Sega entertainmentPushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignmentD.A. got a witness, lawyer can't explain itFace the judge, on some money maintain shitBlack Ceasar, hundred grand on the VisaTook the stand, suddenly, caught amnesiaFound him in the warehouse, tied in the freezerThat's the life of a thug when he hold heatersWillies, up North, turn to dick beatersSendin flicks to any bitch that'll feed us360 ways with the shell-top AdidasThe Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calmRock and stay green, sippin on DonArabic link, Cartier on the armNigga fresh off work release, HerculesNigga fuck the deez, we blazin treesCapone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsyIt's hot out here, relocate to PoughkeepsieFeds play the roof in the hood try to hit meSnakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit meThe life of a thug wasn't made rightWhen I die leave a bottle of Don, by the gravesiteThe tombstone let the record show I was sinninLay me in the earth with the Armani linen*chorus*All my convicts, livin on the edge of lifeCriminal type thugs who love to pull a heistWe move sheist, livin in these days of trifeRockin four carat ice, in Thug ParadiseThug Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yoIn Thug ParadiseOne for the money, two for the villainous streetsfrom Willies holdin millions, foreala with no feelinshit, my resident, Q-B settlementHit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the medal wentJump in the Ac-u-ra, then blast a treyPour this A for those who passed awayMy whole click shinin like a diamondWhile on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a dick rhyminMighty chrome we got a songCapone-N-Noreaga's on, we try to touch like a flip phoneI sip on Porter while you get extortedto single, illegal life stick you, I hope the world bought itYeah no doubtCapone-N-Noreaga*chorus*Yo niggaz broad daylight, woke up, early in morninGettin even breaths, my team'll grab heatBust the fonta leaf, then roll up, some Sweetsthey was on since yesterday night, Dunn got buckedin his windpipe, we'll go to war until you pre-writePick tight, can stick to guns in a gunfightYo lots of diamonds, the new millenium was promisedBlack comments, we tryin to squash that bigBut niggaz get hard-headed, filled wit leadedFuck around and get deaded, now for wettedGod set it, automaticYeah me you face these niggaz starvinGeneral of rap swarminAcousiastic, attract with the glock plasticMove quickly, switch rides to PoughkeepsieBlack tipsy, but tell me, destinyMove quickly, stickheads, be tryin to stick meYou mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbitCan't absorb it, but tell me, you all for itCan't call it, my defense'll make you forfeitSon you quit fuckin wit Iraq dickThe General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all voteBlast it too, and plus it take two, now know*chorus*