Thug Life

Lyrics

Scrape the corner
 Buy a Rover
 Crack inside my grandmas sofa
 Sunday, family coming over
 Move the crack behind the toaster
 Carry pistols with no holsters
 Trying not to be a poster
 You was listening to your coaches
 I was listening to the vultures
 And I slept with rats and roaches
 That's why I don't smoke no roaches
 Niggas tryna knock my focus
 Wonder why I'm sick of potion
 We happy, dog but we ain't jokers
 Big bullets, we ain't poking
 In that pussy, slow motion
 Nigga ain't none of my songs wrote
 I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
 Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
 If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
 Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you
 Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
 Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
 Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
 Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
 My son got asthma, grandma having spasms
 Fuck the chatter, he gon' tattle, put 'em on the platter
 Snakes plotting on my downfall like I'm hearing rattle
 (That fuck nigga gone flop man
 21 ain't even no real nigga, fuck that nigga)
 We sticking to the G code, nigga we ain't beefin' over freak ho's
 I hit her on the D low, yeah she like my steelo
 That nigga think that he a bullet, don't like credit, Deebow
 30-round hangin' out the big Glock
 Nigga, no six shots, shootin' 'til the clip stops
 You a lil' cat, I'm a big dog
 Nigga, when we pullin' up the stick's out
 Too much money got 'em pissed off
 Nigga, I'ma pull up at yo bitch house
 Fuck a niggas bitch to get a kick out it
 Nigga pop percs, 'gone get a kick out it
 Drinking on syrup with my dick out
 Glock-17 with the dick out
 I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
 Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
 If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
 Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 I'mma tint, presidential, like I'm Trump though
 Secret service shooters, leave 'em niggas slumped, dawg
 Denzel, I get surgical with this pump, dawg
 Busting down, breaking down, then I put it in a blunt, dawg
 Made a mess now, I got 21 washed out
 In my face, teetee and taytay in the same count
 I was down, bad and now I'm shining like a lamp
 You put a ring on her, she ain't nothing but a tramp
 The kicked me outta middle school and sent me to the house
 We 'bout that gunplay, nigga, motherfuck 'yo count
 19, I bought a Cutlass, four 12's and an amp
 Beating down Glenwood, nigga, feeling like a champ
 Nigga, we ain't takin' no deals
 Lil nigga we ain't snitchin', we ain't making no sound
 Used to jump niggas, now we jumping in a crowd
 Used to make my mama cry, but now I make her proud
 I remember rainy days but now she like the sound
 I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
 Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
 If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
 Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you
 Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
 Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
 Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
 Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
 
 Scrape the corner
 Buy a Rover
 Crack inside my grandmas sofa
 Sunday, family coming over
 Move the crack behind the toaster
 Carry pistols with no holsters
 Trying not to be a poster
 You was listening to your coaches
 I was listening to the vultures
 And I slept with rats and roaches
 That's why I don't smoke no roaches
 Niggas tryna knock my focus
 Wonder why I'm sick of potion
 We happy, dog but we ain't jokers
 Big bullets, we ain't poking
 In that pussy, slow motion
 Nigga ain't none of my songs wrote
 I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
 Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
 If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
 Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you
 Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
 Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
 Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
 Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
 My son got asthma, grandma having spasms
 Fuck the chatter, he gon' tattle, put 'em on the platter
 Snakes plotting on my downfall like I'm hearing rattle
 (That fuck nigga gone flop man
 21 ain't even no real nigga, fuck that nigga)
 We sticking to the G code, nigga we ain't beefin' over freak ho's
 I hit her on the D low, yeah she like my steelo
 That nigga think that he a bullet, don't like credit, Deebow
 30-round hangin' out the big Glock
 Nigga, no six shots, shootin' 'til the clip stops
 You a lil' cat, I'm a big dog
 Nigga, when we pullin' up the stick's out
 Too much money got 'em pissed off
 Nigga, I'ma pull up at yo bitch house
 Fuck a niggas bitch to get a kick out it
 Nigga pop percs, 'gone get a kick out it
 Drinking on syrup with my dick out
 Glock-17 with the dick out
 I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
 Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
 If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
 Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
 I'mma tint, presidential, like I'm Trump though
 Secret service shooters, leave 'em niggas slumped, dawg
 Denzel, I get surgical with this pump, dawg
 Busting down, breaking down, then I put it in a blunt, dawg
 Made a mess now, I got 21 washed out
 In my face, teetee and taytay in the same count
 I was down, bad and now I'm shining like a lamp
 You put a ring on her, she ain't nothing but a tramp
 The kicked me outta middle school and sent me to the house
 We 'bout that gunplay, nigga, motherfuck 'yo count
 19, I bought a Cutlass, four 12's and an amp
 Beating down Glenwood, nigga, feeling like a champ
 Nigga, we ain't takin' no deals
 Lil nigga we ain't snitchin', we ain't making no sound
 Used to jump niggas, now we jumping in a crowd
 Used to make my mama cry, but now I make her proud
 I remember rainy days but now she like the sound
 I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you
 Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
 If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you
 Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you
 Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
 Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
 Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
 Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
 

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Duration
04:23
Tempo
132 BPM

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