Transplants:Gangsters And Thugs

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“Gangsters And Thugs”
Artist: Transplants
Albums: Haunted Cities (2005)
Composers: Armstrong/Aston/Barker

Gangsters and thugs, criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs
Gangsters and thugs, criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

[Tim Armstrong]
You stand by me I stand by you (right)
If there is a fight I'm the one to come to (yeah)
Good and bad times we've been through (and I)
You got my back and I got yours too (go)
All of my life you are in my crew (crew)
I'd do anything for you (right)
Beat someone black and blue (yeah)
Black and blue and I'd do it for you

Gangsters and thugs, criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs
Gangsters and thugs, criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs

[Skinhead Rob]
Try to tell 'em, leave us alone
Still ridin' with them fellas down that unknown road
There aint no tell 'em, I told 'em before
Wouldn't listenin', no more bitchin', leave 'em all on the floor
I know you think it's money, your dead 'till it hurts
That's why I still got that nina, and I still got that work
Tommorow ain't promised, I'll smoke it today
The zone will run you five and I'll be on my way

Gangsters and thugs, criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs...

[Skinhead Rob]
It's official, I'm destined to fail
And I ain't tryin' catch no case, I got no money for bail
I'm hurtin, up in the E.R. before New Year's Eve
Said they're nothing we can do and we suggest that you leave
30 G's, no insurance, they don't give a damn
Back to breakin out the scale, break it down into grams
They say you can't win for losin', I swear it's the truth
Same shit, different day, man, I swear what's the use

[Tim Armstrong]
It get's us paid with good intentions
I got dirty with two prostentions
I make a livin', ain't got no pension
For transcriptions of my life on tension
The world is mine, no limit I can do it
Every drama in life, I've been through it
Even if I had a good and I blew it
Regret nothin', move on and I say "fuck it"

Gangsters and thugs, criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs
Gangsters and thugs, criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs