We Thugs (My Niggas) Styles P (Ft. Jadakiss & Sheek Louch)

[Intro: Styles P & Jadakiss]
All for one, one for all
This is motherfucking beautiful
Talk to 'em baby...

[Verse 1: Styles P & Jadakiss]
This for the cold D's that won't snitch
For the murderers that won't miss
For the hustlers that'll front bricks
For the hoodrats that want chips
For the stick-up kids creepin with they Pump's ripped
For lil' shorty with his rhyme books
Black girls going to school, carrying like 9 books
For the hood niggas...
That go to work because parole, but they tryin to be good niggas
For all the poor mothers...
Thats always goin through the struggle, still screamin' that the Lord "Love us"
For the ghetto life...
For having to hold your metal tight lookin for a better life
For the family...
For if I'm rich you rich and that shit's a guarantee
For the best of life...
For if I ride you ride the motherfucking rest of life

[Chorus: Styles P]
We thugs, my niggas
Ride to the death with my man cause I motherfucking love my niggas
We ghetto, my niggas
Any time, any place, we don't give a fuck we bust metal, my niggas
We gangsta my niggas
You oughta keep your mouth shut
Watch what you sayin cause we shank you, my niggas
We D-Block niggas, we don't play games
We just hit you in your frame cause we pop niggas