KreedKid - A Thugs Story Lyrics

Yeah

I swear I really ride for my niggas in the field
And you ain't even dreamin' yeah this real is really real
I pull up on ya block man you know just how I kill
Roll down all the windows get extendos hear 'em squeal
Apple on yo back nigga
When i grab the Mac nigga
Pow pow pow, stand back nigga
Bullets bouncin' back nigga
Shit sound just like that nigga
Now he feelin' trapped nigga
Watch how he react nigga
I be on attack nigga
I'd hate to feel like that nigga
He tried to play my game and yeah the nigga played it well
But there comes a point where every nigga gotta fail
The block is gettin' hot told my niggas time to bail
I'm whippin' down East Broad Street while my niggas rollin' shells
We hitting' one more lick nigga
I said don't eve trip nigga 'cause then we goin' get lit nigga
They looked and told me this nigga

I swear I really ride for my niggas in the field
And you ain't even dreamin' yeah this real is really real

I'm 'bout to make a killin'
We finna make a million
I pray The Lord is willin'
How you know, I got that feeling
That feelin' that I'm feelin'
My chick is bad Brazilian so you know she help me wax niggas
She don't even question she pull up with the strap (bang)
Look me in my eyes and told me baby got yo back (I do)
If we choose this life then there ain't no goin' back (there's not)
I cracked a little smirk and told her go and get the sack

I swear I really ride for my niggas in the field
And you ain't even dreamin' yeah this real is really real

It's time to hit a lick so we back out on the field
She snipin' from a building shot one through the window shield
You know I'm on the frontline so I keep my guns concealed
Until I see my target then my niggas flood the field
And we go right back at it shots sporadic
Causing havoc
Stoppin' traffic
Death is tragic but its so classic
Choppers in the air I ain't goin' lie ya nigga scared
But theres no goin back because its war that we declared
Now 10TV new got their cameras everywhere
And im still on the Ground tryin' to get out of here
A cop around the corner shot me right up in my ribs (bang)
Damn this really crazy but it won't phase me
Fifteen minutes later now i swear the lights get hazy
I'm on my knees my breath is hasty I'm bleeding greatly
And I don't even know if this is where I'll see my end
I close my eyes real slow and let the flashbacks begin
I see my baby self and my momma once again
She hold me in her arms she say she'll love me 'till the end
If this is really true then when I die I'll come see you
Because at Heavens Gates they ain't goin' let a nigga in
But if I burn in Hell at least the Devil got a friend
Someone shakes my back sayin' baby boy get in
I look and see my girl and then I smile once again

She said I swear I really ride for my niggas in the field
And you ain't even dreamin' yeah this real is really real
I tell her I got shot and asked her if she grabbed the money
She looked me in my eyes and said nigga is you funny
We made a million cash even though they shot you clumsy

I swear I really ride for my niggas in the field
And you ain't even dreamin' yeah this real is really real

My niggas rollin' shells while we race down Boulevard
I think about my life as the windows start to fog
I made a million cash and that's really all I asked

I swear I really ride for my niggas in the field
And you ain't even dreamin' yeah this real is really real
And you ain't even dreamin' yeah this real is really real