(Chorus x2:)
If u my nigga, u my nigga then
We stick together thick n then
Thats my nigga then
My nigga then

This for my nigga, my round, my wodie, my killa, my thug, my nigga, my love, my cock it back ready tah bust.
Since we was small, look u was around nigga
You don't pay cuz I took tha charge
Cuz I'm down nigga
Wen we was broke
We cocked it back and we was blastin
Wen we could smoke
We pulled off witcho sacks,laughing
If we get chose,
We goin on the same line,
Boxin at the same time,
U my thug and I ain't lyin.
Let me fuck yo main line,
U don't cherish it.
When beef kicked off,
U the 1st one hollin burry this,
Look, i'll tell ya this,
If u cross em',
I'm gon bank a bitch.
If 4 niggas go on this lick,
2 of dem ain't gon get shit.
My wodie, my round, my vick,
Kick our do' together.
We pull out bread,
And score together.
Go to tha head to blow together.
Unclick it, ain't no level my potnah, my friend.
If yo high don't kick in,
I'll give u my last shot of gin.
Look

(Chorus x2)

And When I clip ya,
U ain't gotta pay me shit.
One of our dogs go sour,
U holler, "We can take the click."
Thug Love made us thick,
Thats why we role solo.