Released on 2001

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Yeah, Infamous, Mobb, yeah

(Verse 1: Twin Gambino)

You see I'm stress in the pres(ent)

Because of the life I live

I'm tired of seeing my niggas going up north, doing bid

Always stupid as a kid, ain't got a cold for fist

Trippin' with one in the head and two clips

Poppin' shit because your man got hit

But you don't really fuck with

Ain't that some shit but it's fucked up

Always got to struggle to survive and stay alive

But I can't understand why my brother had to die

Over some action and shit

Makes me wonder, if i will go

Will it came upon straight up my nose

But I was raised up (What)

As a little fuck (fuck)

So What, when you see me you better duck (duck)

Or get what is up kid, you nigga hang it up

Or shut your mouth because your rhymes ain't ill enough

(Verse 2: Prodigy)

Ayyo we thuggin' out, robbin' you out for pictures

Splashin' your face, gunnin' you down with missiles

Scuffin' you up, fuckin' you up for real dunn

It's gruesome how we do em, leave em half dead

The other half wishing he would have died

Storm niggas like insects for that shit

Left bloody like a haemophilia cut

We not giving a fuck when it's time to dump

We even lump some nigga for them lonesomes

Most niggas rather fight but I prefer guns

Bandanas wrapped around my head cause I gangbang

Infamous, be the only sets that I claim

Queensbridge til death do us all, we reign

Catchin' dogs, maxing chains, you ain't got the strenght

??? don't shake me

You ain't crazy, you ain't crazy, don't try to play me

(HOOK)

(THUGGED OUT) with the guns

Move the crowd dunn

Let's pop one

Y'all niggas don't want none

(YOU KNOW WE THUGGED OUT)

Guzzling gangs out

Busting these bitches out

Holding you out without a doubt son

(Verse 3: Germ A.K.A. General G)

Thugged out for the clip, for them niggas that die

On the streets, hustling to survive

Pop one in the sky

For the cops who bomb rush when the jakes rush

The spot by surprise, pop one in the sky

???, ready to jokes, criminal crooks

Get your box shook

Prepare for the meniscus to medicine

Infamous attack like

Wild life animal in Africa

Jungle basis, guerrilla warfare

Can taste it, til I was poor

Runnin' to my check thirsty

For mobb music, abuse this dunn

We look to your mouth with my gun

Take em to cover, cause your dealing with thugs motherfucker

(Verse 4: Big Noyd)

This is for the thugs, true thugs, take this in blood

Everything around me surround the shit I love

Like my music, up in all club, signing all slugs

Gangster type thugs style, fit like a hand in a glove

Refer me for chewing your kitty

I pray the henny will take me on this state of serenity

QB misery, we live for the moment

My thoughts travels on it

The mind is deep like a vision

Religion Christian Roman

Where ice that keep leaking, dripping, bleeding ???

Thug music, overdose shit

Take your dose of this shit

We thugged out ???

(Verse 5: G.O.D. Father Pt. III)

Thugged out, bugged out

Infamous we on the wrong route

Up in the benz ??? about to pray ???

Queens resident, infinite ???

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(Verse 6: Ty Nitty)

(Verse 7: Havoc)

(Verse 8: A.Dog)

(Verse 9: A.M.M.O.)