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If I ain't a thug, you think I aint a thug |
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then tell me what I am |
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cuz if I aint a thug, why do I feel this way |
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why the steets stay on my mind |
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since I am a thug, why do y'all get so mad |
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why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life |
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If I ain't a thug then y'all tell me who is |
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how many other mutha ****as y'all know can do this |
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yea I'm a thug fo ever and I never ever |
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disrespect the game or cross one of my niggas (listen) |
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slippin' already cost one of my niggas |
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so I better select the fools that I be chillin' wit |
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and I don't know nothin', didn't hear or see nothin' |
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I can't remember, but yet still I won't forget 'em |
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I'm from the dark side, born and raised in a thug life |
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and I'm out the city from the drug dealers and wise guys |
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if I ain't a thug, then you explain it cuz |
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how come a young nigga livin' so dangerous |
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and why my name always somehow involved in stuff |
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it's obvious, y'all can't target us |
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yea I'm a thug nigga, but I ain't a drug dealer |
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Three time convicted felone, so should I know better |
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From day one I've been thuggin' |
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and I'm lovin' every minute of it |
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So all you crittics and haters I'm sayin mutha **** ya |
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I don't like ya, and therefor I don't trust ya |
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You couldn't shake me up, now you tryin' to set me up |
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It's bad enough we had it rough when we was growin' up |
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You killed Pac and Biggie, now try to kill us |
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but I throw my Fos up, cuz I'm foeva fo sho |
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A thug rebal fo certain, that's why I never listen |
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I ain't the snitchin' kinda nigga |
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Yo, and I'm a different kinda nigga |
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So you bustas can't leave me |
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ain't no centamental nigga |
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I'm sittin' on spinners nigga |
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So when I'm draggin' my Denim |
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don't you bustas try and hit em (hear me) |
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I'm from the parts where the stars like to hear the stars |
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Quality sound beatin down in each and every car |
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Givin' them hell like I'm David Chappelle |
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Prostitute boy there with plenty dick for sale |
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Since I am a Thug, that's why you listen to me |
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Cuz I'm a T.H.U.G. officially, you see |
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A lot a niggas still doubt a nigga |
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so when they conversatin they be playa hatin' bout a nigga |
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but I expect them to, what else they supposed to do |
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when they dead broke and I got more flow then they do |
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and they mad cuz I don't **** wit them |
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Oh well stay mad cuz I don't kiss niggas ass (bitches) |
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I'm too busy bein' a real nigga |
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So if you **** wit me |
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you can **** around and get killed nigga |
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The truth is Mr. Dollars is the real deal |
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Hell I'm the mutha ****er made county bail (yeah) |
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And I'm strictly for the Thug cuz I'm showin off |
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and I'm quick to straight **** a nigga (what) |
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Huh, pussy nigga, what |
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For my mutha ****in' thugs |
