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Ice Cube · Song · 2006. Listen to Why We Thugs on Spotify. Ice Cube · Song · 2006. Home; Search; Your Library. Create your first playlist It's easy, we'll help you. Then wonder why in the fck we thugs They wanna count the slugs Then come around here and fck with us (Uh huh) They give us guns and drugs Then wonder why in the fck we thugs They wanna count the slugs Then come around here and fck with us [Verse 1] I'm from the land of the gang bang Since I was little, ain't a god damn thang changed It's Provided to YouTube by Universal Music GroupWhy We Thugs · Ice CubeLaugh Now, Cry Later℗ 2006 Lench Mob Records, Inc.Released on: 2006-01-01Producer: Scott S Regístrate en Deezer y escucha Why We Thugs de Ice Cube y 90 millones más de canciones. Ice Cube. Why We Thugs Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs They wanna count the slugs Then come around here and fuck with us They give us guns and drugs Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs They wanna count the slugs Then come around here and fuck with us I'm from the land of the gang bang Since I was little, ain't a goddamn thang changed It's the same old same [Outro] Lifes a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high cause you never know when you gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, that's why we puff life cause you never know when you gonna go Why We Thugs is a positive song by Ice Cube with a tempo of 99 BPM. It can also be used double-time at 198 BPM. The track runs 3 minutes and 44 seconds long with a C♯/D♭ key and a major mode. It has average energy and is very danceable with a time signature of 4 beats per bar. Why we thugs – Ice Cube Roblox Id Ice Cube. Check yo self – Ice Cube Roblox Id Ice Cube. Nobody wants to die – Ice Cube Roblox Id Ice Cube. I rep that west SOUNDCLOUD+DL: https://soundcloud.com/orthideip-op/ice-cube-why-we-thugs-ft-eazy-e-2pac-game-nas-jay-zMashup/remix Why We Thugs by Ice CubeAdded in verses fr x7f0. Why We Thugs [Intro]YeahEvery hood's the same [2X]Come on[Chorus]They give us guns and drugsThen wonder why in the fuck we thugsThey wanna count the slugsThen come around here and fuck with us (Uh huh)They give us guns and drugsThen wonder why in the fuck we thugsThey wanna count the slugsThen come around here and fuck with us[Verse 1]I'm from the land of the gang bangSince I was little, ain't a god damn thang changedIt's the same ol sameBush run shit like Sadaam HussienI cock and aim, clinically insaneTo deal with this bullshit day to dayIf I sell some yay or smoke some hayYou bitches wanna throw me up in pelican's bayCall me an animal up in the systemBut who's the animal that built this prisonWho's the animal that invented lower livingThe projects, thank god for Russell SimmonsThank god for SugarhillI'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grillY'all know what it is, scared for your own kidsHow these ghetto niggaz taken over showbiz[Chorus][Verse 2]It's boyz in the hood, it's toys in the hoodY'all wanna know why there's noise in the hoodCause there's drugs in the hood, thugs in the hoodNigga killed a crip and a blood in the hood (For real)Cause when niggaz get tribalIt's all about survival, nobody liableI got caught by five-ohGrandmama came to court with her bibleBut when the judge hit the gavelNow I'm too far from my family to travel (Fuck)I just came unraveledSocked the before I got gaffledOwned by State PropertyJust like the year fifteen fifty threeLooking for me, a one-way ticket outDon't understand, what's so hard to figure out?[Chorus][Verse 3](Damn) I can't take the pressurePulled the fo-fo up out the dresserGrabbed the weight up out the closetPo-po coming but I'm scared to toss itY'all know what happened last time I lost itCan't tell you niggaz what the fuckin boss didThe game got a nigga exhaustedGotta go for the plea bargain they offeredTwenty years for what?Breaking these laws that's so corruptTaking these halls and fillin 'em upSome powder cake shit that's about to eruptAy y'all, I'm about to be stuckUntil the year two thousand, what the fuck?In the hood, don't press your luckCause these motherfuckers will set you up, word up[Chorus][Outro]Every hood's the same [3X]Every hood's the same [2X]Stop trippin on itEvery hood's the same [3X]Every hood's the same [2X] Porque Somos Criminosos [Intro]YeahTodo guetto é igual [2x]Vamos lá[Refrão]Eles nos dão armas e drogasDepois se perguntam porque diabos somos criminososEles querem contar as balasDepois vem aqui foder com agente (uh huh)Eles nos dão armas e drogasDepois se perguntam porque diabos somos criminososEles querem contar as balasDepois vem aqui foder com agente[Verso 1]Eu sou da terra das gangsDesde de que eu era pequeno, nenhuma merda mudouÉ sempre a mesma coisaBush é tão ruim quanto Sadaam HussienEu carrego e miro, clinicamente insanoPor lidar com isso diariamenteSe eu vender pó ou fumar uma ervaVocês vão querer me jogar no xadrezMe chamam de animal no sistemaMas quem foi o animal que construiu essa prisão?Quem foi o animal que inventou o crime?As periferias, ainda bem que existe Russel SimmonsObrigado Deus por SugarhillEu estou colocando um novo tipo de metal no meu sorrisoVocês sabem o que é isso, assustador para seus filhosComo esses negros do guetto tomaram conta do show-business[Refrão][Verso 2]São meninos no bairro, são brinquedos no bairroVocês sabem por que tem esse barulho no bairro?Porque têm drogas no bairro, têm bandidos no bairroMataram um crip e um blood no bairro (de verdade)Porque quando esses manos entram em tribosÉ tudo por sobrevivência, ninguém é confiávelEu foi pego por 5Minha vó foi pra o julgamento com sua bíbliaMas quando o juíz bateu o marteloAgora estou muito longe da minha família para viajar (merda)Eu me tornei violentoDei um soco no advogado antes de ser presoPertenço à Propriedade do EstadoAssim como no ano 1553Olhando para mim, só há um jeito para escaparNão entendo, o que é tão difícil de entender[Refrão][Verso 3]Eu não aguento a pressãoProcurá-la dentro do vestiárioPeguei o peso do armárioPolícia vindo mas eu estou muito assustado para jogar na sorteVocês sabem o que aconteceu a última vez que perdiNão posso contar a vocês, manos, o que a porra do chefe fezO jogo tinha um mano exaustoTenho q implorar a eles20 anos pelo que?Por quebrar as leis que são tão corruptasPegando esses merdas e os enchendoCom algum polverizador, merda a erupção esta próximaEi todos, eu estou prestes a ser presoAté o ano 2000, qual é a merdaLá no bairro não tenta a sortePorque esses filhos da puta vão aprontar pra ti[Refrão][Outro]Todo guetto é igual [3x]Todo guetto é igual [2x]Não caia mais nessaTodo guetto é igual [3x]Todo guetto é igual [2x] Ice Cube AllMusic Rating User Ratings (0) Your Rating Overview ↓ User Reviews ↓ Credits ↓ Releases ↓ Similar Albums ↓ blue highlight denotes track pick [Verse 5: Eazy-E]Dump dump on fools with a quicknessAnd they got no cure for this sicknessI get paid for the way that I kick thisLike a g-ster, an OG-ster (who's that?)A real playa named EazyAnd I live my life straight crazyDon't need no punk fools payin' meAnd broke groupies and hootchies don't faze meI take two steps back and release myselfTo put platinum and gold on the record shelfI don't brag, but I do it like a straight up izBefore you do a record, partner, handle your business[Verse 6: 2Pac]And tell me what does it take to be a G?I started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a keyYou gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alertStarted as a young muthafucka doin' dirtAnd now I'm in the rap game like the crack gameI got enemiesCan't pretend to see my friends are not my enemiesAnd even thug muthafuckas wanna have funStuck it, buckin' my muthafuckin' magnumWhat does it take to be a G?Silence is a must, violence is a plusPlus, shots at my adversariesDem niggas scary best it's time to be buriedCause ill be buckin' in a fuckin' hurry[Verse 7: Ice Cube]They give us guns and drugsThen wonder why you don't fuck with thugsYou wanna count the slugsThen come around here and fuck wit us (you know)They give us guns and drugsThen wonder why you don't fuck with thugsYou wanna count the slugsThen come around here and fuck with usI'm from the land of the gang bangSince I was little, ain't a god damn thang changedIt's the same ol' sameBush run shit like Saddam HusseinI cock and aim, clinically insaneTo deal with this bullshit day to dayIf I sell some yay or smoke some hayYou bitches wanna throw me up in pelican's bayCall me an animal up in the systemBut who's the animal that built this prisonWho's the animal that invented lower livingThe projects, thank god for Russell SimmonsThank god for SugarhillI'm putting a different kind of steel up to my grillY'all know what it is, scared for your own kidsHow these ghetto niggas taken over showbiz[Outro: Ice Cube]Every hood's the same, every hood's the sameEvery hood's the same, every hood's the sameEvery hood's the same, every hood's the sameStop trippin' on meEvery hood's the same, every hood's the sameEvery hood's the same, every hood's the sameEvery hood's the same, every hood's the same

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