Lyrics:
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I-E,
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I-E,
When the thugs cry
This is what it sounds like
This is what it sounds like
This is what it sounds like
When the thugs cry (when the thugs cry,
[First Verse: Low-G]
It's me Low-G sagaterious
I like the Thug Girl that love to stare at us
Platnium nails with a matching skirt
Thug Girl I can make
we RIDE
And if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn me?
The death of a true thug
And still, we try to change
What what what what YEEEAAA!
Pitbull in this! This Lil Jon Chekin in, where my T golds at!
[Chorus:]
Twentyfo's on my truck that's nasty
They
[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
cause you got
Something to say
Where’s this protection you tryna bring?
This fake racist love
I’m white and privileged
But I’m not blinded
By the way you
What it is, ho? What's up?
Every good girl needs a little thug
Every block boy needs a little love
If he put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up
What it is, ho? What's up?
Every good girl needs a little thug
Every block boy needs a little love
If he put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up
[L-Burna hook: repeat 2X]
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that thug loooooove
Thug love, thug love
All she ever wanted was that
give it to me baby
B-baby
Thug me out
Thug me out
Thug me out
Thug me out
Thug me
Thug me
When I'm with you I'm alive
I need you by my side
You never
of hash
Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that ass
It's like she loves me, she loves me not
'Cause her friends pump her head full of bullshit a lot
I
Realbleeda – THUGS NEED LOVE 2
Thugs need love too
Bitch im a thug so you knew I was gon thug you
Thugs need love too
I don’t even love
Yo, yo, yo, yo
I told them cats, niggaz better cop some mac's
Now they stuck with them handguns
I thug it out with T.B., and Johnny Handsome
I
threatened by Instagram thugs
Only twitter gassed up with monopoly bands up
Shut your bitch ass up
Ain't gonna bust no guns
Part times thugs throw your
their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get,
by like "there he go"
I fit the description,
Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me,
Real Dade County Nigga!
It's that little chico Pitbull
know that thugs need love
Feeling so down casted
Ugh
Feeling so out casted
Ugh
I’m a thug yeah baby
I’m a hustler baby
Stay focus till I reach to the top
an Jermaine thug all night long
Master P an see-Murder thug all night long
See Beats by the Pound we thug all night long
All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all
ice
Nigga bought two when they sold me da price
And dis hoes, I got'em by da dozen, love 'em
The way they be fiendin for me to bugg 'em, touch 'em
know it yet, it's the life that I live that you love
And the fact that I'm thug that had you holding techs
When you really didn't know what it was
But
thousand pound boat?
It's money by the tons, fo' sho' homey and all hunds
And if ya get past the gate, cameras and pitbulls, you can have some
is for my fallen soldier
My fuckin' brotha
Reminiscin' over you cause I'm gonna always love ya
Reminiscin' 'bout my lost thugs
(Some niggas die
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