Tha 3 Shugs Lyrics
| Song | Tha 3 Shugs |
| Artist | Big Shug |
| Album | Who's Hard? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Guy, Martin | |
| (Intro) | |
| The three Shugs | |
| MC, ghetto nigga, P-I-M-P, ya heard? | |
| We 'bout to get it in ya | |
| Yo Shug you there my nigga? | |
| (Big Shug) | |
| One two, one two yeah | |
| It's all good nigga, yeah, yeah {*scratched: "one"*} | |
| Whassup Duke, it's Big Shug again | |
| Here to make money, **** makin friends | |
| Punches to the face, feel no ways | |
| Call on your team, my 9 sprays | |
| In this game, I'm pretty accurate | |
| Immaculate, leave no mess | |
| In through the back, out through the chest | |
| **** you nigga, **** family stress | |
| Don't front, and I'll let you live | |
| Don't lie, and I'll let you live | |
| But your girl still swallow my kids | |
| That's just the way it is, f'real | |
| Who wish to du-el, for jew-els | |
| Step up and get that ass kicked like a mu-el | |
| I been there and done that | |
| So all you got left to do, is run that | |
| {*beat changes*} {*scratched: "two"*} | |
| I run up in the spot, cock, two glocks | |
| I yell out, gimme the ki's, or the combo | |
| P.O. back know | |
| I squeeze off I let off, I plug him in the big toe | |
| Now he tellin me the combo slow | |
| I open up the safe, a whole lot of dough | |
| I put it in the bag, quick I got to go | |
| I hear sirens so I run mad low | |
| Through the bushes to the getaway car | |
| I put the pedal to the metal, to get mad far | |
| I try to be discrete | |
| But to the kids, I'm legendary in the streets | |
| Shuggy Shug, I'ma put the guns down | |
| I got a plane ticket, so it's first class outta town | |
| My hustle remains strong | |
| Live the life of money and women, and fly rap songs | |
| {*beat changes*} {*scratched: "three"*} | |
| Watch out, for Big Shug Daddy | |
| Chicks sweat me, for the rims on my Caddy | |
| I've been pimpin chickens for years | |
| With no fears, cause I got the fly wears | |
| Like diamonds rings and fur coats and things | |
| All the riches, that the good pimpin brings | |
| I check trap, attack weak rap | |
| Player haters, stay mad at that | |
| I need a franchise chick | |
| One who dreams of mansions, not five dollar dicks | |
| If you ready to work, then I'm ready to talk | |
| Here's your chance, to start on the sidewalk | |
| Live the life, of a high-priced mobster | |
| Five pounds of shrimp, and ten pounds of lobster | |
| And a bottle of Mo', to go | |
| If anybody ask, you Shug Daddy's hoe | |
| So get in where you fit in | |
| I know you smitten, by this fly pimp shit I'm spittin | |
| So get money; no bullshittin | |
| And when you come home we'll try five new positions | |
| Whattup? |
| zuo qu : Guy, Martin | |
| Intro | |
| The three Shugs | |
| MC, ghetto nigga, PIMP, ya heard? | |
| We ' bout to get it in ya | |
| Yo Shug you there my nigga? | |
| Big Shug | |
| One two, one two yeah | |
| It' s all good nigga, yeah, yeah scratched: " one" | |
| Whassup Duke, it' s Big Shug again | |
| Here to make money, makin friends | |
| Punches to the face, feel no ways | |
| Call on your team, my 9 sprays | |
| In this game, I' m pretty accurate | |
| Immaculate, leave no mess | |
| In through the back, out through the chest | |
| you nigga, family stress | |
| Don' t front, and I' ll let you live | |
| Don' t lie, and I' ll let you live | |
| But your girl still swallow my kids | |
| That' s just the way it is, f' real | |
| Who wish to duel, for jewels | |
| Step up and get that ass kicked like a muel | |
| I been there and done that | |
| So all you got left to do, is run that | |
| beat changes scratched: " two" | |
| I run up in the spot, cock, two glocks | |
| I yell out, gimme the ki' s, or the combo | |
| P. O. back know | |
| I squeeze off I let off, I plug him in the big toe | |
| Now he tellin me the combo slow | |
| I open up the safe, a whole lot of dough | |
| I put it in the bag, quick I got to go | |
| I hear sirens so I run mad low | |
| Through the bushes to the getaway car | |
| I put the pedal to the metal, to get mad far | |
| I try to be discrete | |
| But to the kids, I' m legendary in the streets | |
| Shuggy Shug, I' ma put the guns down | |
| I got a plane ticket, so it' s first class outta town | |
| My hustle remains strong | |
| Live the life of money and women, and fly rap songs | |
| beat changes scratched: " three" | |
| Watch out, for Big Shug Daddy | |
| Chicks sweat me, for the rims on my Caddy | |
| I' ve been pimpin chickens for years | |
| With no fears, cause I got the fly wears | |
| Like diamonds rings and fur coats and things | |
| All the riches, that the good pimpin brings | |
| I check trap, attack weak rap | |
| Player haters, stay mad at that | |
| I need a franchise chick | |
| One who dreams of mansions, not five dollar dicks | |
| If you ready to work, then I' m ready to talk | |
| Here' s your chance, to start on the sidewalk | |
| Live the life, of a highpriced mobster | |
| Five pounds of shrimp, and ten pounds of lobster | |
| And a bottle of Mo', to go | |
| If anybody ask, you Shug Daddy' s hoe | |
| So get in where you fit in | |
| I know you smitten, by this fly pimp shit I' m spittin | |
| So get money no bullshittin | |
| And when you come home we' ll try five new positions | |
| Whattup? |
| zuò qǔ : Guy, Martin | |
| Intro | |
| The three Shugs | |
| MC, ghetto nigga, PIMP, ya heard? | |
| We ' bout to get it in ya | |
| Yo Shug you there my nigga? | |
| Big Shug | |
| One two, one two yeah | |
| It' s all good nigga, yeah, yeah scratched: " one" | |
| Whassup Duke, it' s Big Shug again | |
| Here to make money, makin friends | |
| Punches to the face, feel no ways | |
| Call on your team, my 9 sprays | |
| In this game, I' m pretty accurate | |
| Immaculate, leave no mess | |
| In through the back, out through the chest | |
| you nigga, family stress | |
| Don' t front, and I' ll let you live | |
| Don' t lie, and I' ll let you live | |
| But your girl still swallow my kids | |
| That' s just the way it is, f' real | |
| Who wish to duel, for jewels | |
| Step up and get that ass kicked like a muel | |
| I been there and done that | |
| So all you got left to do, is run that | |
| beat changes scratched: " two" | |
| I run up in the spot, cock, two glocks | |
| I yell out, gimme the ki' s, or the combo | |
| P. O. back know | |
| I squeeze off I let off, I plug him in the big toe | |
| Now he tellin me the combo slow | |
| I open up the safe, a whole lot of dough | |
| I put it in the bag, quick I got to go | |
| I hear sirens so I run mad low | |
| Through the bushes to the getaway car | |
| I put the pedal to the metal, to get mad far | |
| I try to be discrete | |
| But to the kids, I' m legendary in the streets | |
| Shuggy Shug, I' ma put the guns down | |
| I got a plane ticket, so it' s first class outta town | |
| My hustle remains strong | |
| Live the life of money and women, and fly rap songs | |
| beat changes scratched: " three" | |
| Watch out, for Big Shug Daddy | |
| Chicks sweat me, for the rims on my Caddy | |
| I' ve been pimpin chickens for years | |
| With no fears, cause I got the fly wears | |
| Like diamonds rings and fur coats and things | |
| All the riches, that the good pimpin brings | |
| I check trap, attack weak rap | |
| Player haters, stay mad at that | |
| I need a franchise chick | |
| One who dreams of mansions, not five dollar dicks | |
| If you ready to work, then I' m ready to talk | |
| Here' s your chance, to start on the sidewalk | |
| Live the life, of a highpriced mobster | |
| Five pounds of shrimp, and ten pounds of lobster | |
| And a bottle of Mo', to go | |
| If anybody ask, you Shug Daddy' s hoe | |
| So get in where you fit in | |
| I know you smitten, by this fly pimp shit I' m spittin | |
| So get money no bullshittin | |
| And when you come home we' ll try five new positions | |
| Whattup? |
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