| Song | Thug Nigga |
| Artist | Z-Ro |
| Album | Heroin |
| 作曲 : McVey | |
| Yeah nigga, | |
| Z-Ro the Crooked | |
| Hollin' at all my real niggaz out here, that's handling they bidness | |
| Know I'm saying, being that motherfucking man they 'pose to be | |
| Guide they seeds in the right direction, know | |
| I'm saying | |
| Real nigga grown ass men, know | |
| I'm saying feel me | |
| Black and beautiful, but | |
| I can't have her | |
| Anytime the queen smile, it make me wanna grab her | |
| But I'm a loner, destined to be alone a long time | |
| Anytime I get courage enough to say something, it's at the wrong time | |
| I ain't shy but | |
| I'm a bad seed, back luck with women | |
| Mama died, after she had me | |
| Left me alone had to be strong, dealing with the truth and the lies | |
| Witnessed the whole family turn on me, in front of my eyes | |
| For being real, so | |
| I wonder what the fake got to offer | |
| I let her catch me slipping, cause | |
| I already caught her | |
| Breaking the bond, but you were never locked down | |
| I should of listened, when people say she was sleeping around | |
| But I wasn't fooling evil, that stuff going the wrong way | |
| Was the deception, blinded by a beautiful face | |
| The aftermath is simple, it's | |
| I can't stand you hoe | |
| By myself forever, me and my bitch nigga the dro [Hook] | |
| When a good nigga'z fed up | |
| And everything go wrong, and home ain't feeling like home | |
| Feel like it's impossbile, to hold your head up | |
| Even though you be doing right, they do you like you do wrong | |
| Why they be fucking with a thug nigga, why you fucking with a thug nigga | |
| Fucking with a thug nigga, why you fucking with a thug nigga | |
| Fucking with a thug nigga, fucking with a thug nigga | |
| Fucking with a thug nigga, bitch you gon' make me out a drug dealer | |
| I was, damn near about to lose my mind | |
| And hoe ass niggaz, trying to keep me from shining | |
| I get hated on, all day long | |
| Why the fuck | |
| I gotta get hated, when | |
| I get home | |
| I'm trying to stay on my grind | |
| All that riff-raff, | |
| I can't let it stay on my mind | |
| I got the rent and the bills to deal with, and you be tripping and shit | |
| So why wonder why | |
| I'm addicted to dro, and sipping and shit | |
| Because I go through so much | |
| So I try to stay fucked up, because | |
| I get my hustle on daily, so your children can eat | |
| Without getting myself a new unit, or shoes for my feet [Hook] | |
| The diapers the rent deposit, the light bill | |
| The way I made it warm, when there was a slight chill | |
| I was everythang, at least | |
| I thought | |
| I was mayn | |
| Until my better half, said she wasn't feeling the same | |
| She needed a change, and made a nigga pack up and leave | |
| After that calling me everyday, saying she was checking on me | |
| How the fuck you think | |
| I'm doing, | |
| I'm living on the street | |
| Sleeping in the front, with all my clothes in the backseat | |
| Moved back in to get kicked out, and moved back in | |
| The only thing that stayed stable, was the money that | |
| I had to spend | |
| Seventy five, on the room a night | |
| This is the way brothers get treated, for doing em right | |
| Ask my brother, he be going through it with his baby's mother | |
| But that's what a nigga get, for trying to love a motherfucker | |
| Never again, will | |
| I put my arms around a bitch | |
| It's sunny in my life now, | |
| I hope it storm around a bitch [Hook] |
| zuò qǔ : McVey | |
| Yeah nigga, | |
| ZRo the Crooked | |
| Hollin' at all my real niggaz out here, that' s handling they bidness | |
| Know I' m saying, being that motherfucking man they ' pose to be | |
| Guide they seeds in the right direction, know | |
| I' m saying | |
| Real nigga grown ass men, know | |
| I' m saying feel me | |
| Black and beautiful, but | |
| I can' t have her | |
| Anytime the queen smile, it make me wanna grab her | |
| But I' m a loner, destined to be alone a long time | |
| Anytime I get courage enough to say something, it' s at the wrong time | |
| I ain' t shy but | |
| I' m a bad seed, back luck with women | |
| Mama died, after she had me | |
| Left me alone had to be strong, dealing with the truth and the lies | |
| Witnessed the whole family turn on me, in front of my eyes | |
| For being real, so | |
| I wonder what the fake got to offer | |
| I let her catch me slipping, cause | |
| I already caught her | |
| Breaking the bond, but you were never locked down | |
| I should of listened, when people say she was sleeping around | |
| But I wasn' t fooling evil, that stuff going the wrong way | |
| Was the deception, blinded by a beautiful face | |
| The aftermath is simple, it' s | |
| I can' t stand you hoe | |
| By myself forever, me and my bitch nigga the dro Hook | |
| When a good nigga' z fed up | |
| And everything go wrong, and home ain' t feeling like home | |
| Feel like it' s impossbile, to hold your head up | |
| Even though you be doing right, they do you like you do wrong | |
| Why they be fucking with a thug nigga, why you fucking with a thug nigga | |
| Fucking with a thug nigga, why you fucking with a thug nigga | |
| Fucking with a thug nigga, fucking with a thug nigga | |
| Fucking with a thug nigga, bitch you gon' make me out a drug dealer | |
| I was, damn near about to lose my mind | |
| And hoe ass niggaz, trying to keep me from shining | |
| I get hated on, all day long | |
| Why the fuck | |
| I gotta get hated, when | |
| I get home | |
| I' m trying to stay on my grind | |
| All that riffraff, | |
| I can' t let it stay on my mind | |
| I got the rent and the bills to deal with, and you be tripping and shit | |
| So why wonder why | |
| I' m addicted to dro, and sipping and shit | |
| Because I go through so much | |
| So I try to stay fucked up, because | |
| I get my hustle on daily, so your children can eat | |
| Without getting myself a new unit, or shoes for my feet Hook | |
| The diapers the rent deposit, the light bill | |
| The way I made it warm, when there was a slight chill | |
| I was everythang, at least | |
| I thought | |
| I was mayn | |
| Until my better half, said she wasn' t feeling the same | |
| She needed a change, and made a nigga pack up and leave | |
| After that calling me everyday, saying she was checking on me | |
| How the fuck you think | |
| I' m doing, | |
| I' m living on the street | |
| Sleeping in the front, with all my clothes in the backseat | |
| Moved back in to get kicked out, and moved back in | |
| The only thing that stayed stable, was the money that | |
| I had to spend | |
| Seventy five, on the room a night | |
| This is the way brothers get treated, for doing em right | |
| Ask my brother, he be going through it with his baby' s mother | |
| But that' s what a nigga get, for trying to love a motherfucker | |
| Never again, will | |
| I put my arms around a bitch | |
| It' s sunny in my life now, | |
| I hope it storm around a bitch Hook |