Halfway Thugs Part 2 Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Noreaga

(singing like joe "i don't wanna be a player") 

He don't wanna be a muslim no more 

He used to be black and proud 

Now he wanna be hardcore, ooh, ohh (repeat) 

When I met this cat he was eatin' veggie burgers 

Now you see him yo he think he about murders 

I used to write his rhymes and let him shine 

Knowin' that he old school and out of time 

Bitch made cat and yo he shot a kid 

On top of that yo he got his man doin' a bid 

Ex-crackhead and lived in a crackhead crib 

Never sold records now he tryin' to live 

But he was my man, I was the key he was a quarter gram 

You like 37, lets give it up man 

You in this war you shoulda let me know 

If it's war when I see you gonna let you go 

But you's a homo thug, faggot though 

I hate you and the rest of y'all faggots though 

So let me boost you and eat y'all niggas what you're used to 

You just mad 'cause you wasn't in the juice crew 

You a muslim now or just used to? 

Five percent today or just used to? 

Aiyyo a thug this week I guess you's too 

Mad 'cause I cut you off 'cause you was soft 

I got jumped you had the gat and you didn't let off 

Ice broke it up than I turned around and split off 

Yeah my nigga shot the nigga in the north face cloth 

So what the fuck, watch my wyle like what 

You can't rock shit 

Thugged out entertainment we fuck you up 

All my n u straight scuff you up 

And all my niggas freak bitches like me and kurupt 

Aye yo you bitin' my style fearin' my words 

You ain't pro-black because you like po' white birds 

Eatin' ham with your man while you in the suburbs 

You like old school and washed up 

I told you rhyme like a dog and put your heart up 

Tell the truth, tell the truth, 

Why you tellin' them lies 

You goy mad 'cause I was fuckin' with (? ) and nas 

And you hate nas right that's what you told me right? 

Everything that he did yo you tried to bite 

Don't get mad 'cause you weak and he real tight 

The qb niggas don't like you neither 

You had dreds now you met now you got a caesar 

Bitin' my style, wastin' your style 

You was in for the culture how you switchin' your style 

And you know it ain't over yet 

'cause me and my click will bring the rest