Lyrics Forever thuggin - Huncho 3timez

It's fuck the fame so that's to let you know, I'm in it for the cash
You can have them hoes on my momma, i just want that bag
Every chance I get, i'm shittin' on them, you better ask my class
Sittin' in my desk with 30 on me, you know I gotta brag
A band on my fit and all my teachers ask me why I sag
I tell them just like this, I'm sorry, blame it on them thot pads
Hunnids all blues and them trues, hanging off my ass
Yeah I walk by and tell them my bad
Fuck it, I've been thuggin' and lovin' this since a lil nigga
Middle school, sixth grade, that's when I got my first Pistol
Hustlin' and puppin' like fuckin' clutching on my tool nigga
I brung the lil' bitch in the classroom, ask true, nigga
I'm with that heres some more, it's whatever you wanna do, nigga
Stay on that bullshit, ready to fuck over a few niggas
I'm straight up out that South, you know my favorite color, blue, nigga
Don't fuck with too many, no, we don't get down, with no new niggas
I'm runnin' up a check, I ain't got time for all that beef shit
Just know I keep it with me, and im really in the streets bitch
And shoutout to the ones that thought lil' famous wasn't gon' be shit
Cause now they on my dick, hollering i love the way that he spit
its fuck a nigga, and it been there and won't be shit
I eat shit, everything I talk about is g shit
Me and you ain't the same, you jump on tracks, spittin' that weak shit
Talkin' bout under plug, I got them bricks, just drop a g, bitch
Them faded chains, that gon' turn your neck the color green, bitch
Them dirty ass J's, can't even see the 23, bitch
Just keep it real, I'm that nigga you wanna be, bitch
You know I killed this track, so rest in peace to this beat, bitch

Bitch we hoppin' out with cuttas, yeah, that dude gonna get whacked
And he rappin' bout that gangsta shit, but he don't live like that
I was posted on the block, day and night with a strap
When I'm cruisin' through my city, got a strap on my lap
I got a glock on my waist, I got trues on my ass
And when I turned 16,
I started runnin' up a bag
Got it out the mud, mane, tell me where you at
If this was a race, I'm at first, then you in last
I got trap money, now I want rap money
Tryna sign a deal, but these bitches lookin' at me funny
Ain't no pussy in my blood, bitch
I really am a thug
Fuck bitches get money, I don't show no love
For no stupid-ass thot, or no duck-ass dude
Either one come and try me, then I'm grabbin' my tool
And I give no fucks, anybody can die
Because if you fuckin' with huncho
Then my killers gonna slide, on gang