Lirik Lagu Thug Holiday - Trick Daddy
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"Thug Holiday"(feat. LaTocha Scott)
{talking}Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry this up right babyEverything gone be gravy later, that's rightThis the time when we take time to rememberAll the loved ones we lost in the struggle you knowI dedicate this to my brother Hollywood, Toby, BamMy dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this to the struggleEverybody in the county jail, state penn, check it out
{Trick Daddy}Here go one for bad luck, hell against that a nigga wouldn't have noneBut when I think about it, what would I be without my gunHow could I, get away from the po-po's, if a, nigga couldn't runAnd how was I given a daughter when I always prayed for a sonLife is crazy ain't it, sometimes I even think the same thingI've been waiting on freeing the ring hell but ain't a thang changedAnd I lost my brother in the struggle, and then he lost his motherAnd I'm thinking about it who's mine's who gone raise my brotherNot to be a thug, stay in school, don't use drugsWho'll teach him right from wrong and show them boys, true loveSo I pray for the better days, face the bomb had a run-a-waysAnd, I put my guns away and I pray for peace on Sundays, it's crazy ain't it
{Chorus: Latocha Scott}Just like the soldiers, that ain't coming home this yearJust like the fellas, in prison, we miss you so much for realWhat about the children, who ran away, that ain't coming home todayWell here's a message from coast to coastCause when them thugs really need it the most a thug holiday
Just like em, just like em, just like em, a thug holiday - {2x}
{Trick Daddy}Here go one for, all these killings and all these conflicts in religionSee the mothers, Jews and Christians but know they are all God's childrenThere's only, one him, plus ain't none of y'all confronting himSo blind in our own minds we wouldn't even know God if we confronted himAnd, I read your bo
{talking}Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry this up right babyEverything gone be gravy later, that's rightThis the time when we take time to rememberAll the loved ones we lost in the struggle you knowI dedicate this to my brother Hollywood, Toby, BamMy dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this to the struggleEverybody in the county jail, state penn, check it out
{Trick Daddy}Here go one for bad luck, hell against that a nigga wouldn't have noneBut when I think about it, what would I be without my gunHow could I, get away from the po-po's, if a, nigga couldn't runAnd how was I given a daughter when I always prayed for a sonLife is crazy ain't it, sometimes I even think the same thingI've been waiting on freeing the ring hell but ain't a thang changedAnd I lost my brother in the struggle, and then he lost his motherAnd I'm thinking about it who's mine's who gone raise my brotherNot to be a thug, stay in school, don't use drugsWho'll teach him right from wrong and show them boys, true loveSo I pray for the better days, face the bomb had a run-a-waysAnd, I put my guns away and I pray for peace on Sundays, it's crazy ain't it
{Chorus: Latocha Scott}Just like the soldiers, that ain't coming home this yearJust like the fellas, in prison, we miss you so much for realWhat about the children, who ran away, that ain't coming home todayWell here's a message from coast to coastCause when them thugs really need it the most a thug holiday
Just like em, just like em, just like em, a thug holiday - {2x}
{Trick Daddy}Here go one for, all these killings and all these conflicts in religionSee the mothers, Jews and Christians but know they are all God's childrenThere's only, one him, plus ain't none of y'all confronting himSo blind in our own minds we wouldn't even know God if we confronted himAnd, I read your bo
