Lyrics:
every black male did, I don't know
Yes I am gonna say that I'm a thug
That's because I came from the gutter and I'm still here
I'm a mothafuckin'
[M.Bleek]
Huh?
Yeah
M-e-m-p-h-i-s Bleek
Y'all punk ass niggaz
Check it out yo
[Chorus]
Is you a thug nigga?
Then bust a slug nigga
It's no love
much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging?
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging?
There's nothing I love more than a Samuel
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
Young thugs, my young thugs
Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
Young thugs, my
kinda loose with the love
gettin' freaky with the thug niggas up in the club
Ask to buy you a drink, you holla Dom Perignon
Knowin I'm a cash getter
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
a thing going on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt
Or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
bitch
A gat in the waist
Always willin' to kill shit
And you know me, I was down for ill shit
So 'nother bud love for my Ryda thug bitch!
She’s my thug
Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, clutchin' his Glock
AK
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Little busta, I hit em up
I'm from N-E W Jerz
Where plenty murders occur
No point to comment
We bringin
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
I'm smokin' bud in the back
I waitin' for niggas to trip 'cause, bitch, I love to scrap
Mama raised me as a thug nigga, where love, niggas?
I
was a young scrub
I was a thug on the corner with my niggaz slangin' drugs
I'm runnin' from the narcs when they pass by
Don't ask why, I'm a hustler
Pour out some liquor for my folks who dead and gone i really thug y'all
I really love y'all (yo final ride cuttin let's slide)
Pour out some liquor for
the thugs in the club, show us love
[B.G.]
I like shinin' but dog I'm in love with thuggin'
I like clubbin' but I get off when I`m beefin' and bustin'
I
of shit that we can do
Let me introduce Mr makaveli is
Who you're speakin' to
What's up with you? - as you
Can see I love freakin' you (Boo)
Who, Black,
I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch
I love to scrap
Mama raised me as a thug nigga
With love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer
I
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
(Yea!), I drank (Yea!)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)
I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do
Like a thug
Like a thug
All I wanted was the love
But they'll rather see a nigga live
Like a thug
Like a thug
Like a thug
All I wanted was the love
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do
[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)
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