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Thug
Passion
Tupac
Shakur
Aight,
new
drink
One
part
Alizé,
one
part
Cristal
Thug's
Passion,
baby
Y'all
know
what
time
it
is
This
drink
is
guaranteed
to
get
the
pussy
wet
and
the
dick
hard
Now,
if
you
with
me
Pour
a
glass
and
drink
with
a
nigga,
you
know
what
I
mean?
I
ain't
tryin'
to
turn
you
all
niggas
into
alcohols,
alcoholics
I'm
just
tryin'
to
turn
you
into
motherfuckin'
thugs
So
come
and
get
some
of
this
Thug
Passion,
baby
I
could
pull
out
the
drink
and
be
good
until
it's
relevant
But
I'm
a
straight
soldier
I'll
roll
up
a
nigga
like
it's
Heaven
sent
Tripping
over
dead
presidents
They
got
these
derelicts
I
throw
was
down
with
this
business
Trying
to
clown
and
get
a
cent
And
so
rather
than
stand
forever,
been
thinking
Drinking
over
a
felony
And
hell
of
me
and
how
it
will
be
some
other
shit
People
telling
me
to
cool
out
But
they
ain't
feeling
me
A
motherfucking
fool,
about
My
fucking
cheddar
cheese
And
it
pleases,
passion
of
mine
Thugging,
hugging
plenty
of
G's
And
laughing
while
I
pass
through
times
And
all
these
bastards
be
watching
Just
keep
it
plain
And
I'mma
keep
it
the
same
partner,
just
take
it
the
simple
game
I
can
pinkle
with
the
rain
twinkling
Diamonds
and
things
go
blinking
Enough
to
hold
me,
til
I'm
old
and
wrinkling
And
these
adversaries
They
gonna
have
to
be
worrying
'Cause
I'mma
be
illing,
fulfilling
my
passion
Til
I'm
burying
my
Thug
Passion
I
heard
it's
the
bomb
And
you
got
it
going
on
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
You
got
me
dripping
wet
From
the
way
you
make
me
sweat
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
Ooh
whoa
Now
what
if
me
Turn
this
Hennessey
into
a
robbery
The
Prophecy
probably
suddenly
Switch
and
how
it
supposed
to
be
and
dirty
money
Can't
be
evil
'cause
it's
filling
up
my
tummy
Born
in
a
position,
death
collision
was
futuristic
Twisting
riches
but
there
is
only
one
way
to
make
more
So
I'm
standing
on
the
corner
Trying
to
hustle
in
the
snow
and
my
bigger
bro
Couldn't
know,
but
buy
a
.44,
blasting
at
playa
haters
wanting
more
With
a
Thug
Passion
Putting
down
mashin'
Control
by
this
Thug's
Passion
Unlike
them
other
bustas
pistol
blasting
I'm
asking
what
happened
To
the
niggas
who
kept
it
real
Like
they
claim
to
That's
when
I
bang,
do,
see
thang
true
Travelling
this
road
my
poor
soul
has
been
consolidated
With
all
this
bullshit
that
I
done
tolerated
How
I
made
it
can
easily
stated
It's
like
my
heart
be
gripped
with
the
Passion
To
be
the
fucking
greatest
Load
up
and
take
shit
Make
it
to
some
high
dollar
gangsta
shit
Jack
a
stack
'til
we
got
enough
bank
to
split
Creep
with
me
Through
that
immortal
flow
Thug
Passion
got
you
trembling,
like
Death
on
the
Row
Make
your
move
So
I
can
throw
your
mind
a
curve
While
I'll
be
blowing
up
the
scene
Like
my
nigga
Mr.
Herb
Take
a
toke
as
your
heart
goes
full
arrest
I
got
the
bomb,
so
nigga,
fuck
the
rest
You
need
a
dub
to
get
you
flowing
And
let
that
loc
see
smoke
Feeling
the
strokes
of
the
9 squeeze
tight
and
slow
I
heard
it's
the
bomb
And
you
got
it
going
on
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
You
got
me
dripping
wet
From
the
way
you
make
me
sweat
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
Oh
whoa
They
say
money
don't
make
the
man
But
damn,
I'm
making
money
Observing
you
motherfuckers
'Cause
some
of
you
bitches
funny
Say
you
want
it
but
you
bullshitting
Licking
them
lips,
you
got
me
about
to
act
a
fool
quick
Sipping
on
some
Alizé
and
Cristal
Meanwhile,
buy
me
a
drink
and
get
to
winking
at
me
She
smiles,
a
niggas
full
of
passion
Satisfaction
is
everlasting
"How
does
it
feel?"
what
I'm
asking
While
I'm
rubbing
on
that
ass
"Why
you
laughing?"
See,
I'm
digging
as
if
I'm
curious
Full
blown
and
furious
Baby,
get
a
grip
When
I
be
doing
this
It's
so
physical
My
attraction
driven
by
alcohol
Beware
of
my
reaction
Baby
I'm
born
to
ball
Thugged
out
on
Death
Row
You
better
recognize
and
picture
what
I
said,
so
Now
you
can
feel
it,
it's
a
portion
for
my
niggas
in
motion
Forever
blasting,
bitches
ain't
ready
for
this
Thug
Passion
I
heard
it's
the
bomb
And
you
got
it
going
on
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
You
got
me
dripping
wet
From
the
way
you
make
me
sweat
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
Oh
whoah
I
heard
it's
the
bomb
And
you
got
it
going
on
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
You
got
me
dripping
wet
From
the
way
you
make
me
sweat
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
Oh
whoah
I
heard
it's
the
bomb
And
you
got
it
going
on
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
You
got
me
dripping
wet
From
the
way
you
make
me
sweat
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
Oh
whoah
I
heard
it's
the
bomb
And
you
got
it
going
on
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
You
got
me
dripping
wet
From
the
way
you
make
me
sweat
Give
me
some
of
your
Thug
Passion,
baby
Oh
whoah
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