Lyrics Thugged-Out - Tech N9ne

Regime life ngg!
What!
Speak on it!
Tech 9!(tech 9!)
Uh.
Phats boss (phats boss)
Gonzoe (gonzoe)
L.q. ngg (l.q.)!

Throw up yo hands if you thugged out!
First ngg act up, first ngg gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you thugged out!
First ngg act up, first ngg gettin drugged out!

Balla position
Regime nggs fck all'a ya women draped up in linen
I spit this fly sht since i was 5 years old
On some 'ol osh kosh bi'gosh sht
Toss ya btch, keep it top secret, lock it
Smoke-a-lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they pockets
Btches jock it
We ridin benz's, ya'll still drivin 50 rockets
Ngg don't knock it
But you need to stop it
Top notch sht
I used to cop bricks
Rock it up an chop like la-bobbitt
Pushin the 5 whip through the projects til the led 9 spits
Ngg you rhyme sick, but you could never fck around wit my sht
My click my crew ngg
That hard time sht
Criminal minded, posted on the grind sht
That cone silencer for one time sht
Turnin, pounds into ashes
Drinkin cristal from the bottle
Fck ya glsses
Smokin black-n-milds to the plastic
The last trial was kinda drastic
Limo driver got his ss kicked, tryin to sue us
But you lost you fckin bstrd!
I'm a-1 yola juss like the package
Delivered in triple wrappin
Nggs get blasted an put in a casket
Ashes to ashes an dust to dust, when they fck wit yuk
Plus i got my own record label
So what the fck is up!

When things is usual we pop christy
An stack them bentley's
Ya pockets empty pretending to be me
They name me bossi
My whole click rich like we the cosby's
Slippin's costly
It's cut-throat so fck a softie
In head to head combat
You scared to bust back
An trust that
Call the regime we known to pull gats in black hats
Hop out the company truck
Give a fck, fill my cup an celebrate wit yuk
Now that we grown ups
Rock alligators an bmpin slow cuts
Juss like the sho nuff, we can't be touched
I was raised ruff
Gang banged an hand cuffed
Fightin [?] always showin my guts, flexin my nuts
Hand me my 'uervo
Flip work like we was trader joe's from cisco
Optimo, now it's x-o
Fightin my [?] for death
Pray it's my brother that's kept
When you owe, pay ya debt an we can make it some?

We got it bundled up
Gimme my scratch
It's juss my turn an i'ma take mine
Trap
Ngg don't get attached
Tryin to soak up, listenin
Tryin to locate my donuts an hit 'em
While we juss got on fckin up my buisness
Never finished
Til we give up the plate
Extra innings
Swing for the fence
You think too little
Your world dance wit mud puddles
My sht evian, i love trouble
Start wisperin wit ya hands wide open, watchin you huddle
Big every down
Everybody got guns, let 'em ring
You fckin wit me, let's all go out wit a bang
In this last day, this last hour
Kool-aid chest cowards wit they life in my hands set off the power
Lights out
[?] the whole house
Wit a gallon of gas to douse
Light a flame an flush 'em out
Every slug count
Miss an get your stripes took
Ngg this is real life wit real names written in the black books!

Throw up yo hands if you thugged out!
First ngg act up, first ngg gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you thugged out!
First ngg act up, first ngg gettin drugged out!
I can be a villian if ya... let me! (thugged out!)
First ngg act up, first ngg gettin drugged out!
I can be a villian if ya... let me! (thugged out!)
First ngg act up, first ngg gettin drugged out!
(Check it)
Ever since i was a youngsta been wit this slick sht
Tryin to touch a quick one, number one?
Turn an 18 to a full 36 ain't jokin thats how we did it
We was natural born chemists
Ballin wit this, benjamin big heads in my fist
Got ya life in my pocket an more than that on my wrist
I got my degree in the concreate of s.c.
Comprised wit gettin paper, an started investin in me
Utilized my hustle skills beyond my record deal
And time will reveal whose really holdin the skrill
Playboy ya lackin, aint touchin my tax brackets
You fckin wit some thugs, wit some multi-million dollar?
An if it's on an crackin then my reaction is clappin
Is you gon' make it happen or is ya high cappin?
Ya betta get to trackin playboy if you ain't packin
Smoke-a-lot, regime is distributin max?
Spent years over the stove in a mini-factory lab
Where illegal pharmaceudicals were sold
I was probably 10 years old when i learned to disssemble
Then ressemble a semi-auto matic pistol blind fold!

(1-5-1)
They call me regime, cuz i'm way clean in stay beam
Never live in no day dream, btch nggs wear maybelline
Throwin up peace cuz you know that i got you
[?] but i cop too
Killa!
Rogue dog! rogue dog!
57 venomous!
When i bust this sht got a gang of criminals feelin us
I'm from waymeyer the same kinda pain caine grinda
Wit a scripta
Stickin out like a skin head at a? bahrmistfa?
Fck wit n9ne get snuffed out
Phats bossi, maxx, poppa l.q., gonzoe
An my ngg yukmouth, thugged out!
Any ngg wit the bombay
Never con-ways displayed
So-right, so-tight
New york nggs say be john blazed
I been to the ringa
Scrpped 'em like i was a guest on jerry springer
Wit desert eagle, tech meezle
A [?] a ngg, a drop a?
I die a lil ngg
Leave 'em wit a 30 round drummer
Slit ya throat then we skip out, "i know what you did last summer"
Aint nbody fckin wit regime nggs
Bust gats at ya cats makin extreme figures
Get ready for the rogue dogs, told ya'll we seperatin yo jaw
Fckin yo hoes dog
Lickin toes, blls
Makin mth fckin clothes fall
Oh! you mth fckas dont know!
At the show you trippin, gotta go get the steel toe
To the brain ngg
Regime killas keep the function poppin
You really wanna know what time we leave, sht...?
Yes!
Regime killas... ngg!