Thugga Massina
God For Bid
[Intro]
And they said he shall return
With Margielas on his feet
His hoes on fleek
And his enemies shall burn
The God MC

[Hook]
My bitches call me a problem
My n***as told me I’m next
My n***as come from the bottom
Straight from the ‘jects to the jets
I do not run ‘less I run up a check
I like my pussy and diamonds wet
You n***as know not to fuck with the set
Keep talking foul, gon’ get hit with the Tek, yeah
All of my n***as is popping
All of my n***as is popping
Got a lil’ bitch from the tropics
I might just take the bitch shopping
I feel like a trending topic
All of them n***as is copies
I’m taking off like a rocket
And ain’t no way you can stop it

[Verse 1]
Guess who's back on the block? And I'm still grabbing on my cock
Crack in my sock, I just put some money in the mail-
Got a young n***a feeling like Pac
Rappers need to stop
You ain't never had no scale, you ain't never sold no rocks
Fronting ass n***as never seen a night in jail-
Not until Suge got locked
They say money talks, I got ears like Spock
Was the black sheep now I'm in a black lamb’
Kick it like Mia, n***a I be going ham
Got the big head n***a – NBA Jam
Damn, all these n***as rap about is chains and bimbos
Lowering the bar, got the game in limbo
Ima go hard ‘til they free all my kinfolk
Fuck the police like Harriet Winslow
Don't panic –
I've been gone a minute, had to work on my semantics
Took this shit for granted now it's time to take advantage
Me against the world n***a fuck a Captain Planet
All this damn money got ‘em thinking I’m satanic
Pockets got more thous and knots than the Ten Commandments
Trying to fuck Topanga, man a n***a been savage
But I'm nice, not mean, that's another word for average (that's simple mathematics)
Bitch my chain and my flow cold, fuck you lames yapping ‘bout?
Got the game in a chokehold, Triple H tapping out
Thugga got it cheaper in the middle of a drought
Got to be the speaker if you n***as in the house
All laid back with my kicks on the couch
No sour patch but the kids in her mouth (Wow! X2)

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Never had a boss like Dame
Keep a bag on me like Missy in the rain
Jigga pack on me and a pistol in my Hanes
I'm the new O-Dog, yeah the n***a with the ‘Caine
Rounding up the troops if you're playing with my name
Cock on your roof, yeah they say a n***a vain
N***as must be on them mushrooms like Sonic –
I meant Mario, you know I don't play no games (Dang!)
A broke n***a can't talk to me
I wake up in the trap like a saw movie
Yeah, a n***a really had dope
A vending machine’s the only time you pushed coke
I'm laughing to the bank, it’s an inside joke
Better ask Shawn Jay n***a you don't want smoke
Smoke the best bud, I'll smoke your best bud
You n***as feeling froggy, you gon’ fuck around and croak
Nope, n***as ain't killers
Y'all buss in the air like Miss Frizzle
Head on a swivel wherever you provoke me
We can take this shit outside like Smokey
Got a freak bitch waiting for me in the lobby
Ima get that head off the bat like Ozzy
Pass her to the posse then a n***a back to this cash quest
Bitch I got now, you can have next
Really I just came here to address –
Any n***a thinking he can rap best
You don't really want it with the man –
Got a problem on your hands like you cheating on a math test
Dag! All I do is brag
Chains froze like Tity Boi playing tag
Boy I double dare ya, big nose with the flag
Call it fertilizer, got this shit in a bag

[Hook]