paroles de chanson Thuggin' - Vocal - Madlib , Freddie Gibbs
Niggas
be
like
"Fred,
you
ain't
never
lied"
Fuck
the
rap
shit
my
gangsta
is
solidified
Still
do
my
business
on
the
side
Bitch
if
you
police,
don't
pay
me
no
nevermind
Black
and
red
laces
in
my
number
threes
Take
a
pull
up
off
the
wood
and
let
that
motherfucka
breathe
Sit
outside
a
busta
crib
and
let
that
mothafucka
leave
Walk
his
ass
back
in
and
put
him
on
his
mothafuckin'
knees
Never
takin'
no
for
an
answer
Might
just
take
a
loss
but
bitch
I’d
rather
take
my
chances
Liquor
got
me
lurkin'
where
you're
livin'
in
the
night
time
59
fifty
to
the
left
but
I'm
in
my
right
mind
Pants
gon'
be
saggin'
til
I'm
40
Still
lyrically
sharper
than
these
short
bus
shorties
Phonies
ain't
gon'
throw
me
in
this
Minstrel
Show
These
labels
see
how
far
up
in
their
mouth
my
dick
can
go
So
go'n
and,
choke
on
this
meat
and
throw
my
song
on
repeat
Might
move
away
one
day
but
I'm
always
gonna
belong
to
the
streets
I'm
straight
thuggin'
And
it
feels
so
good,
and
it
feels
so
right
yeah
And
it
feels
so
good,
and
it
feels
so
right
Cause
mothafucka
I'm
thuggin'
Selling
you
the
science
of
the
street
rap
Every
mothafuckin'
show
I
do
is
off
the
meat
rack
I
done
been
in
jail,
I
do
my
best
not
to
repeat
that
I’m
tryin
to
feed
my
family,
give
a
fuck
about
your
feedback
Critically
acclaimed,
but
that
shit
don't
mean
a
thing
When
you
rocking
mics
and
still
in
microwaves
cooking
'caine
Never
trippin'
on
a
dame,
I'm
too
cold
for
you
broke
hoes
Don't
let
the
knob
hit
your
booty
when
the
door
close,
bitch
She
let
me
hit
it
cause
I'm
thuggin'
Squares
need
not
apply,
I'm
so
fly
I
might
fuck
her
cousin
Swiftly
'bout
to
stick
a
sweet
dick
in
your
sweetheart
Then
get
some
groceries
off
might
geek
a
EBT
card
Why
the
Feds
worried
'bout
me
clocking
on
this
corner
When
there's
politicians
out
here
getting
popped
in
Arizona
And
it
feels
so
good,
and
it
feels
so
right
And
it
feels
so
good,
and
it
feels
so
right
Cause
mothafucka
I'm
thuggin'
"We’re
not
against
rappers,
we're
against
those
thugs"
Can't
be
legit
when
every
nigga
in
your
clique
sold
drugs
Predicate
felons
in
my
faculty,
real
killers
can
vouch
for
me
Teach
a
kid
at
the
crib
or
your
children
might
cop
an
ounce
from
me
And
smoke
out
in
the
Chevy
with
us,
cause
in
the
past
My
low
class
black
ass
would
serve
my
own
fucking
family
members
I
hate
to
say
it,
ain't
no
need
to
be
discreet
If
she
don't
cop
from
me,
she'll
get
it
from
a
nigga
up
the
street
Cause
he
thuggin'
And
yo
she'd
probably
suck
his
dick
for
it
She
turn't
out
so
it
ain't
shit
to
turn
a
trick
for
it
My
uncle
last
bitch,
put
him
on
the
glass
dick
Tried
to
rob
a
man
to
feed
his
habit,
he
got
blasted
I
live
on
borrowed
time,
my
expiration
date
I'm
past
it
So
lock
me
up
forever,
but
this
shit
is
everlasting
And
it
feels
so
good,
and
it
feels
so
right
And
it
feels
so
good,
and
it
feels
so
right
Cause
mothafucka
I'm
thuggin'
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