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humble gz, waunny g, tg man & qg meer - thuggin & buggin lyrics

[intro: humble gz]
i told you this n+gga was nice, bro
like
i told you this n+gga was nice
n+gga, like, grrah, grrah+grrah, boom, n+gga
nay nay, n+gga, lo lo, cj, drizzy, aggy
like, lefty, melly (like, grrah, y’all know what the f+ck is goin’ on, n+gga, this a f+ckin’ takeover)
grrah, grrah+grrah, boom, n+gga, every dead opp in my f+ckin’ blunt, y’all know what the f+ck is goin’ on, n+gga
he said, like, all black in case i gotta—

[verse 1: humble gz]
i could never do bad, i was out takin’ risks (on bro)
n+ggas know how i get when it’s time for them trips (when it’s time for them—)
citizen app, somebody hit (grrah, rraow)
hang out the v and throw six like a bid (baow+baow+baow)
like, step aside, just me and twin
shot after shot tryna go for the win (on bro, like)
like, free 2milly, bro stuck in the pen (babiiez)
evеry time an opp die, n+ggas think that we did it (n+ggas think that wе—)
like, red dot, put the beam on his fitted (put the beam on his—)
glock on my hip, sh+t the size of a midget (grraow, grraow)
like, like, f+ck lo bands, anybody that’s mentionin’ pizz, come and get it (like, lo lo)
wal got shot and that boy had his bl!ck, like, why the f+ck you didn’t cl!ck it? (n+gga)
nay got packed ’cause he threw up the wooo, like, dumb lil’ kid should’ve stayed up in pivot (grrah, grrah+grrah, boom)

[chorus: humble gz]
now we back to the fort, drizzy and aggy got sent to the lord
b+tch, i’m with ford, run up, get torched (n+gga)
like, n+ggas keep sayin’ my deads in they song, but in real life, we up on the score (grrah, baow+baow+baow)

like, cj (rrah), gunna (rrah), malik, catch kay glizz and we makin’ it four (baow+baow+baow, we makin’ it four, n+gga)
[verse 2: waunny g & humble gz]
like, i’m the n+gga they all wanna meet
like, b+tch, i’m yellin’ out, “wooo” (like, wooo)
he say it back, he gon’ get left in the street (baow+baow+baow)
we spin the ville, we don’t stop for the d’s
like, i’m just waitin’ to see who i see (like, gdk)
wait, mori, lo is deceased
somebody tell him to get off his knees (like, lo lo)
spinnin’ through bamaz, i’m tryna creep
why the f+ck is these lil’ n+ggas mentionin’ me? (baow+baow+baow)
r2r to my d+ck, better stay with your g (baow+baow+baow)
n+ggas ran over sha, tell him stay out the street (baow+baow+baow)
i’m with relly, no, he ain’t flockin’ from deep

like, throw up the rake, that be the day that me and tg man hop out the v (rrah, rrah)

[verse 3: tg man & humble gz]
i fell in love with chasin’ n+ggas down (rrah)
[?] got hit in they crown (like, hit in they crown)
nayshawnk, wooo, b+tch, man down (nay nay)
cl!ck— that’s the sound (grrah, grrah)
g2c clearin’ out the crowd

i lost the makk, you don’t know how i felt (like)
(i be thuggin’ and buggin’ like i’m off a—) rrah, baow+baow+baow
every time that i bend, i’m ready to k!ll (i’m ready to—)
slide or provide, i did both (i did both, n+gga)
catch lil’ jus, he better have his toast (like)
free lil’ mori, brodie on go (grrah)
catch me an f, put the beam on his nose (put the beam on his—)
nay nay should’ve owned him a pole (nay nay)
now he up there with lil’ bando (like, lo lo)
you know how many n+ggas i made get low? (grrah, grrah)
tryna duck him a hot one like limbo (folks)
d+ckhead n+gga, you too slow (stupid)
spinnin’ and spinnin’, gettin’ tired of this sh+t
sike, n+gga, i’m out of this sh+t (that’s the gz on the kirk)
me and humble, the kirk, tryna make us a spliff
dodge a hat and a double, like, two different clips (n+gga, gdk)
big four+fifth, that sh+t got a kick (like)
ask marquesha, you know how i get (grrah+grrah, boom)
[verse 4: qg meer]
so much opps at the ‘spital when they gettin’ packed (frrah, frrah)
i walk with a thirty, i could never lack (grrah)
i’m smokin’ on melly ’cause he got my pack
like, ypfk, them n+ggas gettin’ clapped (grrah, grrah)
stupid, i might just slide with a makk
brand+new knock with a beam on the back (like, grrah)
free sl!ck, was dunkin’ sh+t like shaq
k greased, i got that sh+t for my dead
smokin’ mellz, i know them n+ggas is sad for the fort (boomer)
them n+ggas crossin’ out bad (like, grrah)
cake works, i’m not tryna dig up my stash, like (grrah)
i do not f+ck with no b+tch, you act like you with it, we doin’ you bad (grrah)
i never needed no v, i did a drill, then i hopped in a cab

like, cj (rrah), gunna (rrah), malik, catch kay glizz and we makin’ it four (word to my mother, we makin’ it four, n+gga)

[outro: humble gz]
like, grrah, grrah+grrah, boom, n+gga
y’all n+ggas know what the f+ck is goin’ on, n+gga (melly, melly)
i’m with tg man, waunny g, n+gga, qg, n+gga, smokin’ boomer, drizzy, aggy, styles, cj, malik
n+gga, y’all n+ggas know what the f+ck is goin’ on, n+gga, y’all n+ggas can’t f+ck with us, n+gga
ain’t no category, n+gga
n+gga, r.i.p. pizz, n+gga, r.i.p. [?], n+gga, y’all n+ggas know what’s goin’ on, n+gga
free all the guys, n+gga, free sl!ck, free [scodie?], n+gga
said, like, drizzy, aggy

- humble gz waunny g tg man qg meer lyrics

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