Thug Brothers

Yeah, Nore, Big Pun, Funk Flex

A lot of ghetto things goin' on right here

Jess West, N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.

Funkmaster, Flex, Flex

Big Punisher, Punisher

We on some shit, Thugs



Yo, I got no license, two cars but hey

Yo a GS gray, and a CLK

Never, [unverified] so it can lead my way

My first, album was dope but ain't, get no play



We smoked out, with them MLX's

I'm underground but I sold records, for you SoundScan freaks

CNN, yeah, this is like our 60th week

Yo Flex, you got the Jeep but now you gettin' the peep



Me and you goin platinum, 'cause you fuckin' with me

This is the final chapter, you told me, volume three

Yo, come through, eat niggaz like you

And tell them bitches in the back, that we wanna fuck too



We at the Mariott, meet us at, 12:02

N.O.R.E., Flex and the Punisher crew

We gonna do it for the ghetto, and the families too

'Cause if I had friends, I wouldn't have a two door Benz



I, be on some deep shit, only coppin' cheap shit

Thinkin' long term, not thinkin' on some weak shit

I don't trust, no one now, cause they hate me

Everybody known to snake me, cornflake me



Lately, I concentrated, on my decision

I promised myself, I'd never go back to prison



Yo Thug Brothers

Deeper than blood, my peoples is bugged

We keep two and slugs, under deep in the clubs



Yo Thug Brothers

Big Nore and Pun, we're warriors from

The glorious and most notorious slums



Yo Thug Brothers

Thug shit at heart, we bugged from the start

Rugged and smart, fuck it who want it, it's sparked



Yo Thug Brothers

Jess West, Pun from TS

Yo Funk Flex, Noreaga [unverified]



You brave in the heart, playin' a part amazingly smart

Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art

Takin' New York cats past the start

First it was Nasty Nas then watch me turn a apple into Macintosh



Computer chip, locomotion flow, [unverified]

Tote the toast on low, business never personal

Just some words to know, if you from the streets, come in piece

Or leave in pieces, even Jesus was killed by the polices



They crucified him now they inject us refuse to fry 'em

The pendulum state of death is my fate, cool I'm dyin'

If that's my destiny it's meant to be, just remember

To bury the motherfuckin' that bent me right, next to me



Aight crew? Aight then

(No doubt Pun)

Let's fight then, I'm hype blend, comin' with the thunder

And the lightening, inviting the comp, ice on the arm

Nights on the storm, put knifes in your moms, right up in the Bronx



Mic in the palm, it's the Ghetto God

I tear a nigga heart, out his frame, when I scream, Terror Squad

We larger than life, my initials carved in my wife

She'd share to starve on my diet, understand I'm like God in her eyes



The father of Christ, get a mere mortal

Blessin' beer bottles by the dozen with Nore, it's brothers thuggin'



Yo Thug Brothers

Thug shit at heart, we bugged from the start

Rugged and smart, fuck it who want it, it's sparked



Yo Thug Brothers

Jess West, Pun from TS

Yo Funk Flex, Noreaga [unverified]