FREDDIE GIBBS & MADLIB - Thuggin' Lyrics
Thuggin' / Freddie Gibbs & Madlib"Somebody warn the west, nigga ain't runnin""Somebody wa- nigga ain't runnin no more""The Legend of Nigga in color, rated PG"[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]Uh...yeah..Fa sho'Niggaz be comin at me like,"Yo, yo Fred man... You a real nigga, dawg"Real nigga (Real nigga)I be like (from front to the back), "Respect man"(Respect) These fake niggaz done lowered the bar, ynahmsayin?[Freddie Gibbs]Niggaz be like "Fred, you ain't never lied"Fuck the rap shit my gangsta is solidifiedStill do my bih'ness on the sideBitch if you police-ses, then pay me no nevermindI was thuggin -- Black and red laces in my number 3s'Take a pull up off the wood and let that motherfucker breatheSit outside a busta crib and let that motherfucker leaveWalk his ass back in and put him on his motherfuckin kneesThuggin -- Never takin no for an answerMight just take a loss but bitch I'd rather take my chancesThis liquor got me lurkin where you livin in the night time59Fifty to the left but I'm in my right mindThuggin -- Pants gon' be saggin 'til I'm fortyStill lyrically sharper than these "+ShawtBusShawtys+Them phonies ain't gon' throw me in this minstrel showThese labels see how far up in they mouth my dick could goSo gon' and, choke on this meat and throw my song on repeatMight move away one day but I'm always gon' belong to the streetsI'm straight thuggin[Chorus]And it feels so good, uh and it feels so right Yeah, and it feels so good uh, and it feels so rightCause motherfucker I'm thuggin[Freddie Gibbs]Sellin
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you the science of the street rapEvery motherfuckin show I do is off the meat rackI done been in jail and did my best not to repeat thatI'm tryna feed my family, give a fuck about yo' feedbackCritically acclaimed, but that shit don't mean a thangWhen you rockin mics and still in microwaves cookin 'caineNever trickin on a dame, I'm too cold for you broke hoesDon't let the knob hitcha booty when the door close, BITCH~!She let me hit it cause I'm thugginSquares need not apply, I'm so fly I might fuck her cousinSwiftly 'bout to stick a sweet dick in ya sweetheartThen get some groceries off, might geek a EBT cardWhy the Feds worried 'bout me clockin on this cornerwhen there's politicians out here gettin popped in ArizonaBitch, I'm thuggin'[Chorus][Freddie Gibbs]Yo, yo, we're not against rap, but we're against those thugsCan't be legit when every nigga in ya clique sold drugsPredicate felons in my faculty, real killers can vouch for meTeach a kid at the crib or your children might cop an ounce from meAnd smoke out in the Chevy with us, cause in the pastMy low-class black ass would serve my own fuckin family membersI hate to say it, ain't no need to be discreetIf she don't cop from me, she get it from a nigga up the streetCause he thuggin -- And yo she'd probably suck his dick for itShe turned out so it ain't shit to turn a trick for it (That's a bitch)My uncle last bitch, put him on the glass dickTried to rob a man to feed his habit, he got blastedI live on borrowed time, my expiration date I past itSo lock me up forever, but this shit is everlastingI'm thuggin[Chorus]Bitch!
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you the science of the street rapEvery motherfuckin show I do is off the meat rackI done been in jail and did my best not to repeat thatI'm tryna feed my family, give a fuck about yo' feedbackCritically acclaimed, but that shit don't mean a thangWhen you rockin mics and still in microwaves cookin 'caineNever trickin on a dame, I'm too cold for you broke hoesDon't let the knob hitcha booty when the door close, BITCH~!She let me hit it cause I'm thugginSquares need not apply, I'm so fly I might fuck her cousinSwiftly 'bout to stick a sweet dick in ya sweetheartThen get some groceries off, might geek a EBT cardWhy the Feds worried 'bout me clockin on this cornerwhen there's politicians out here gettin popped in ArizonaBitch, I'm thuggin'[Chorus][Freddie Gibbs]Yo, yo, we're not against rap, but we're against those thugsCan't be legit when every nigga in ya clique sold drugsPredicate felons in my faculty, real killers can vouch for meTeach a kid at the crib or your children might cop an ounce from meAnd smoke out in the Chevy with us, cause in the pastMy low-class black ass would serve my own fuckin family membersI hate to say it, ain't no need to be discreetIf she don't cop from me, she get it from a nigga up the streetCause he thuggin -- And yo she'd probably suck his dick for itShe turned out so it ain't shit to turn a trick for it (That's a bitch)My uncle last bitch, put him on the glass dickTried to rob a man to feed his habit, he got blastedI live on borrowed time, my expiration date I past itSo lock me up forever, but this shit is everlastingI'm thuggin[Chorus]Bitch!
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