I played the cards I was given Thank God I'm still livin' Pack my 9 till it's time to go to prison As I'm bailin' down the block That I come punk (?) Still gotta pack a gun In case some young muthafuckas wanna play dumb I guess I live life forever jugglin' But I'll be hustlin' till the early morning 'cause I'm strugglin' Like drinkin' liquor Make the money come quicker Gettin' pages from my bitches Time to dick her I ain't in love with her I just wanna be the one to hit her Drop off and let the next nigga get her That's the way it goes It's time to shake a hoe Make the doe Break a hoe when it's time to make some mo' I keep my finger on the trigga of my Glock Ridin' down the block Lickin' shots at the punk ass cops And spittin' game through my mobile phone The type of shit to get them hoes to bone My definition of a thug nigga
(Chorus x3)
Tis the season to be servin' What you doin'? Mob-Mobbin' like a muthafucka
Well, I roll with a crew of zoo niggas Quick to pull a 9 when it's time to do niggas Comin' thru Like I'm two niggas A true nigga fuck a zig zag Roll me a blunt and pass the brew nigga I'm drivin' drunk on the freeway So take it easy Lookin' for a new face to skeez man Everybody lookin' for a nut But I'm searching for the big bucks Give a fuck Rather die than be stuck In a one room shack and Kickin' back daydreaming with the 9 in my lap So how's that from the mind of a thug nigga Bought a fo' five cuz I heard that the slug's bigger Figure the first muthafucka to jump 'll find hisself getting swept off his feet by the pump I put that on my moms Word to the muthafuckin' trigga Before I go broke I'll be a drug dealer A thug nigga
(Chorus x3)
Tis the season to be servin' What you doin'? Mob-Mobbin' like a muthafucka
Short than a muthafucka Snatched up by one-time Make a phone call and be back to ball by lunchtime So here we go We in the inner city I keep my hand on my gat and stay cool My attitude is shitty Niggas don't like me cuz I'm making ends Roll in a Benz and I blaze a blunt 'Cause I'm all in And any nigga trying to take what I got 'll hafta deal with the 16 shot Glock Huh, so here we go I can't be faded Happy than a muthafucka Finally made it Got my money in my pocket Finger on the trigga And I ain't takin' shit from no niggas I'm just tryin' to make some money aight Put some muthafuckin' food in my tummy right I'm feeling good like I'm s'posed to Ready to ball Find a spot and we can serve 'em all My definition of a thug nigga.
Compositor:Publicado em 2007ECAD verificado fonograma #2009870 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM