Thug Lordz Yukmouth (Ft. C-Bo)

[C-Bo]
C'mon niggas
Yeah
The Thug Lordz in this bitch
Get up... salute nigga, 21 salute nigga holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
Niggas that ride or die for their coast, nigga
Yeah, put ya head to the street
Put ya head to the street nigga, holla...holla
THUG... LORDZ!
Thug Lordz in this bitch
Regime niggas
West Coast Mafia niggas
Yeah, untouchable niggas man
C'mon niggas, C'mon niggas. Ha

[Verse 1: C-Bo]
Check, my Uzi weigh a ton I hits 'em up an I run
I'm loco, I keep a guns caulked in the lo-lo
I'm King Tut of the hood
Cuz everytime I drop a record dog
Shit I bring it to the gut of the hood
An I ain't never backed down, so don't test me dog
Cause I'm a nut, an keep a Smith & Wesson pressed in pause
All these faggot ass rappers keep yappin they jaws
Yeah they the shit cuz when they see me they just crap in they drawers
Yeah that nigga 50 he hot, but I heard he's a snitch
And he ran up under that white boy, I heard he's a bitch
An I ain't seen him in the hood, no where in the Valley
No House of Blues, or Peanuts, he scared of them alleys
Heard he copped his rims and Big O Tires in the hood
Surrounded by police, wearin wires in the hood
Heard they ran him outta New York, and he's comin to Cali
No Glocks and Sigs, just lots of pigs
Eh nig, your rap career will not outlast Pac and Big's
Yeah you fuckin wit some kids that ain't scared of the bricks
You in there, four-fifth kick dead in the bricks
Thug Lordz'll have ya hit, split dead in a 6, c'mon