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dtr ratxhet - thugged out lyrics

we was on that block from the a.m. to the p.m
yo favorite rapper broke so why would ratxhet wanna be him
was down bad on his d+ck but ain’t n0body ever see him
can’t wait till i get rich to cop a coupe and lay the seat down
mind on my money and my money on my mind
i ain’t f+ckin with these hoes cause these hoes waste my time
i was steppin on these f+ck n+ggas n0body fell in line
circle real tight cause ain’t too many people of my kind
i was creeping with that 9 got caught had to do some time
i told the police i ain’t know sh+t knowing d+mn well i was lying
she kept askin me for some more sh+t knowing d+mn well i was trying
rob a n+gga for some more sh+t knowing d+mn well i was fine
i had to go back to my old sh+t
before i met kay kay i was stuck over this broke b+tch
i lost my little brotha so i need drugs just to cope with
he done got k!lled on the same corner i was posted
if he run up on me wrong imma bust it
too many n+ggas i dont lost that’s why i clutch semis
ain’t n0body in my city who can f+ck with me
they say i’m cut just like a bandaid just like a buck 50
i just came home i’m back ontop it lookin ugly
i was down bad now all these b+tches wanna f+ck with me
when i slide my heart just get to rushing
when i slide i swear my heart just get to pumpin
i seen the opps just hit the floor and it looks stunning
ain’t got to question i know all my shooters gunnin
i’ll get you touched lil n+gga it ain’t even funny
mind on my money and my money on my mind
i ain’t f+ckin with these hoes cause these hoes waste my time
i was steppin on these f+ck n+ggas n0body fell in line
circle real tight cause ain’t too many people of my kind
mind on my money and my money on my mind
i ain’t f+ckin with these hoes cause these hoes waste my time
i was steppin on these f+ck n+ggas n0body fell in line
circle real tight cause ain’t too many people of my kind

i put them k!llas on yo head just like a bonnet
the sh+t you talking in yo raps i’ve really done it
was posted up if we see 12 you know we runnin
stash the work but keep the gun cause they be funny
can’t go out like a rookie b+tch cause i’m a soulja
i’m thugged out to the bone dont know what they done told ya
keep it tucked up on my hip ain’t got no holster
we let off shots bet we burn him like a toaster
i do this for my n+ggas locked up in them cages
and for my brothers dead and gone i miss they faces
catch the opps bet i turn them n+ggas into cases
dont f+ck with cops cause these white crackers out here racist
i got it out the mud ain’t ever had n0body
i used to slide with lil tugga ridding shotty
now he gone it hurt my body
now all these drugs i’m taking they always inside me
dont f+ck with n+ggas cause they snakes its just too many
i put my lil b+tch to the side she act too friendly
put in that work the police questioning who did it
cause if you talk we leave ya body with the fishes

- dtr ratxhet lyrics

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