Chorus:
True thug living 9 to 5
Going to school sometimes
Living numerous lives
Growing up with no pops
Fussin and bussin at cops
Hear 5 shots on da block
A candle on his spot

Verse 1: K-Rellz
Take a chance homie
Get another second to breathe
You ain't real til you seein what ya enemy see
Reppin lost lives of my Bloods no C's
Promise myself
I ain't gone never release the thug in me
21 guns representing all the love in me
Speakin the truth
All these ni**az seeing wrong in me
Never take a life cause I know it don't belong to me
Everybody screamin
Must be somethin wrong wit me
Gun shots ain't turn to nothing but a song to me
What would you do if you was me

Chorus x2:
True thug living 9 to 5
Going to school sometimes
Living numerous lives
Growing up with no pops
Fussin and bussin at cops
Hear 5 shots on da block
A candle on his spot

Verse 2: Nat Blaxxx:
Please stop believing these lies
Put on the streets by these criminalistic minds
Fantastic lives numerous time
No penny pockets
Going straight for them dollar signs
Is that what u see in ya eyes
Living the thug life by them k's and them nines
Fake fives dreamin of happy times
Kids dying all these mothers cries
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(Why my homie Kevin had to die!!!!!!!)
Don't matter
Ain't a thing we can do
But advance our lives

Chorus x2:
True thug living 9 to 5
Going to school sometimes
Living numerous lives
Growing up with no pops
Fussin and bussin at cops
Hear 5 shots on da block
A candle on his spot

Verse 3: Killz Meek
Tell me what happened to the black man
I bet nobody cares
Either dying or jailed hearin a mothers tears
As you grow in these streets you lose all ya fears
No more nightmares
Not giving them another tear
Jailed brothers locked away for the rest of they years
Nobody cares
Strapped in them chairs
Remember the face of ya peers
That's what got u there(you see)
My real ni**az see the truth in me
So many to defy only if u was me
You can see all our lives and all our youth
Deprived of their minds
Ain't nothin left but to count the time
Cause when thugz cry we all die
That ain't alie cause I'm a....

Chorus x4:
True thug livin 9 to 5
Going to school sometimes
Livin numerous lives
Growing up with no pops
Fussin and bussin at cops
Hear 5 shots on da block
A candle on his spot