{Final Chapter}   Now I'm from Iraq, I got stories to tell   What y'all gonna speak on, I keep money saved like it's rebond   Niggas stay at, what they was bout to do   Would of done, could of did, niggas really need to quit it kid   Stay at home with pepper spray, think he can drop weight   Put us on your album, you be selling like cop cakes   Got crackers in the hood, ain't hard to spot jakes   And whoever going first, forever the dot face      {Scarlett}   Aiyo it take a real bitch, to roll with real niggas   M.U. niggas, thugged out niggas   Meet them in a club and they got the gat niggas   Step outside and it's what what niggas   Ya'll pretty boy niggas, straight punk niggas   I can't fuck with y'all, cuz I like rough niggas   It's Scarlett, boy, I got to have dough nigga      Chorus: Noreaga   Yo it's thugged out niggas (what) 15X      {Capone}   Marilyn Manson, thug nigga imagine me dancing   Not, I spend a quarter rain then sell it equive with no payments   96R's my number, never disregard the hunger   Shit we scarred, felony to charge us under   This foul off, wild southpaw, I bound for Muse   Maze, Scarlett, Joey Mob and the bridge crackers   It's logic, niggas digest   Murderous sidesteps, QBC, The Heist nigga what?      {Iman Thug}   Aiyo we stay low, shine like chrome on 20 inches   Never sober, high all day, every leaches   Lawyers, judges can't dispute this shit   Cuz if ya hit, then ya hit nigga, fuck that shit   Extraordinary shit, flow style I abuse   Pop dog to the yard, While I stab ya dude   Live fucked up, stuck with body and head wounds   I be the thug chocolate, covered with chad shrooms      Chorus      {Maze}   Now when you think of me, you think of my niggas   Spread across like how spilled drinks is   You hears wild like echoes from a distance   Ya learn the hard way, get blazed for smart say   Scarlett, rippin niggas buck 50 yard race   Never did a bid, but my ace who did   Went from ballin to callin the crib out the bink shit   We live, kids I run with, guns a felony   Sing sing, y'all get arrested and sing for rest in peace      {Musolini}   Guns-N-Roses, comin up livin life hopeless   Trying to keep my focus, most of my fam smokers   Hit chocha, chicks that loca, deep throater   Y'all niggas better caliete la boca   Shit done changed, like the price of cane   And shit gon' changed, when my niggas smash the game   Get brain from ya dame, but the cash I came   Ya motherfuckers better stay in your lane   And start movin, but never start shootin Motherfuckers      Chorus