Thug it Up

We thug it up (X4)
 [Bun B]
 Well I'ma saucy ass super throwed
 Southern style gumbo
 Pimp, I eat jumbo
 Shrimp, make a dumb ho
 Limp, cause her back broke up
 Your back in the track, that poke up
 Pay for the sack, the bag smoked up
 Now that's gangsta, live in effect
 Crystal clear, gots to keep your pistol here
 (Why?) Cause Texas don't play
 Don't smile, don't joke
 We stay for a lick, act frog and get croaked
 With a buck, blast, buck, blast your toothless
 And then they say, damn they ruthless
 Northside, Southside, we don't care
 We don't say no to money
 Too busy sayin, "YEAAA!"
 Lift candy to schools, weddings, malls
 Million dollar concerts, and ho's in the walls
 All haters better peep like Tom
 Cause my clique, my city, shit even my baby momma
 [Chorus]
 We gonna thug it up
 Everyday of the month, anything I swang
 Got to have bang in the trunk
 We gonna thug it up
 Til I'm dead in gone, everythang I drive
 Got to be sitting on chrome
 We gonna thug it up
 Like a underground king, drop screens
 Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
 We gonna thug it up
 [E.S.G.]
 Man thug it up, thug it up, wha? wha?
 Man I'ma thug it up
 Escalade, dub it up
 B.G. gettin' paid
 Big mouth, thug it up
 Might as well, shut it up
 Get outta line, slug it up
 Codine in the cup
 Diamonds bling, priceless cuts
 What's up this year?
 They say the rap game changed
 No more rappin bout cars, and iced out chains
 Boys must be insane
 Real hustlers go on and get it
 How the hell you gonna live it?
 Money shorter then a midget
 Better get some more digits
 To talk about this
 No more cousin, R Kelly, see walking to this
 East coast to West, Mid-West to Tex
 Independent, Grammy-Nominated, Now what's next?
 Dirty south, give respect
 We started them slangs
 Screaming "Parkin-lot Niggas"
 Sippin' Syrup with Bang
 Big flames, stained panes
 We ain't new to this game
 R.I.P. Dj Screw
 This for the thug in you man!
 [Chorus]
 We gonna thug it up
 Everyday of the month, anythang I swang
 Got to have bang in the trunk
 We gonna thug it up
 Til I'm dead in gone, everythang I drive
 Got to be sitting on chrome
 We gonna thug it up
 Like a underground king, drop screens
 Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
 We gonna thug it up
 [Slim Thug]
 Slim Thug gonna thug it up, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma
 I'ma thug it up
 With E.S.G. and Bun B
 Sippin on some Dun-P
 In a stretch RV
 Come see, the three
 Best that never rest
 Thugged out?
 With white tee's on my chest
 "O yes!" Slim Thug change the code in the club
 Cause when I pull up on dubbs
 I get nothing but love
 I hit the bar
 Make the whole crowd think I'ma star
 Cause I blow mo' on doe
 Then you blow on your car
 By far, fo sho' I'm the opposite of Po
 The most ghetto boy ya know
 In a six double O
 I move slow, and sit low
 On a 84 elbow
 Spit flow, on the floor
 Trunk open and close
 We some Texas boys
 With candy Lexus toys
 Drive wreckless outta bars
 When we come out hard
 Give us our card
 Hater's ya mouth, plug it up
 Cause me, E.S.G, and Bun B gonna thug it up
 [Chorus]
 We gonna thug it up
 Everyday of the month, anythang I swang
 Got to have bang in the trunk
 We gonna thug it up
 Til I'm dead in gone, everythang I drive
 Got to be sitting on chrome
 We gonna thug it up
 Like a underground king, drop screens
 Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
 We gonna thug it up, thug it up
 We gonna thug it up, thug it up
 Thug it up