Tell a Friend Songtext
von Freddie Gibbs feat. Curren$y

Thug nigga ′til the end
Tell a friend, bitch
Thug nigga 'til the end
Thug nigga ′til the end
Yeah
Shoutout to East New York

Thug nigga 'til the end (uh), tell a friend, bitch (for sure)
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich (plus I, for sure)
Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich (yeah)
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich (ES to the GN)
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend, bitch (know what I mean?)
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich
Thug nigga 'til the end


I′ve been on my grind, but the dope price is so high
Put my brother through college off this ski mask shit
Told him while he was in class, I'm with smokers lighting up glass dicks
My white girl in the 'burbs, she like to shoot up
Escaping her perfect life and the pampered way that she grew up
I thought that our only mission on earth was getting our loot up
But in the pursuit of happiness, parasites could pollute us

Hard times, part-time jobs can′t pay my
Gas bill, light bill, niggas wanna take my
Life in the streets over gold and chrome feet
Police looking, but I′m cooking, ducking bullets all week
Got a freak, I bag my dope at her apartment
Spot done got hot 'cause her baby daddy like to start shit
Knowing the whips get sprayed, MAC-11, AK-ed
I′ll be spittin' on your grave ′cause my grandmama raised a thug nigga

Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend, bitch (bitch, for sure)
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich (for sure)
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend, bitch (nigga)
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich (plus I, shoutout to East New York, plus I)
Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch (for sure)
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich (plus I, plus I been rich)
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend, bitch (uh, yeah, yeah)
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich (shoutout to East New York)


Lord forgive him, he got them dark forces in him
Front lawn got Porsches parked in it
On it, rimmed it up, this is the business of owners
Lifers, loners
Rolling cones on the cover of the Rolling Stone, good morning
Toke up as soon as we woke up
Curb checked my low rider and I scraped my spokes up
So I'm in that leisure suit, four-sixty Lexus on the set of loafers

Smashing all them cockroaches on the corner
Stomp a mudhole in the beat
Bitch, look at me, Kodak moment
Smoking one for Pimp C, sending Bun B a tweet
Telling me and Gangsta Gibbs be in Texas next week
Tell a man with the plants bring a bag to the suite
I got a plan to get this cash, homes, this lick′ll be sweet
Got a cam in my motor, then ran niggas over
To get to that paper, I'm sure your friends done told you

Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch (Yeah)
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich (Jet Li-Li-Li-Li-Li-Li-Li-Life)
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich (Jet Li-Li-Li-Li-Li-Li-Li-Life)
Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich (won′t change for no paper, plus I)
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won′t change for no paper, plus I been rich (won't change for no paper)
Thug nigga ′til the end

Life
Thug nigga 'til the end

Thug nigga 'til the end

Thug nigga ′til the end

Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich
Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich
Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich
Thug nigga ′til the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich