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luni coleone - thug shit lyrics

(feat. skanless)

[luni coleone:]
ugh
they call me luni coleone down to dump on a snitch
f-ck em all n-gg- this west coast b-tch
down with ing n-gg- so im gang related
spitting harcore sh-t fool i cant see faded
im a sacramento psycho (psycho)
gone of the nitro (nitro)
smash on a b-tch then hit the -ss when the lights go
rolling down blowing ? perved off yak
i do dirt then ski skirt when i bust my caps
i bet a n-gg- lay down when his sh-t get hit
got his body smelling worse than some week old p-ss
its i coleone wrapping it up like egg rolls
keep your b-tch jocking on some 20’s of dayo
on the go making my louchi up off the llayo
n-gg-s never knew shotgun would spit with skandal
but its real sh-t we been folks since high school
d-gg-n b-tches ditching cl-ss and p-ssing the dank fool

[chorus: x2]
who wanna f-ck with some of this thug sh-t
we got game to make your main b-tch love d-ck
to all my enemies when killing me n-gg- b-mp this
ill have my n-gg-s on your -ss like some draws trick
thug sh-t

[luni coleone:]
ugh
we spit that thug sh-t everything is on a b-tch
hardcore living ghettofabulous on some real sh-t
popping my collar we getting sideways
banging gears big carpooling up on the highway
we kill em up mash on n-gg-s like take a bone
i hit em up with the chopper once again its on
now thug n-gg-s raise them thangs up (thangs up)

and bust a cap up in the air if u dont give a f-ck (give a f-ck)
grab your b-tch by the neck and yell out sl-t (sl-t)
and tell your partna with his b-tch -ss he better duck
thug living mafioso doing big things up off the heezi
like your breezi at the mo cheezi with a d-ck up in her kizi thru
i thought you knew coleone make the sh-t crack
like beer cans off my boots when im tore back
thug living death or prison is our motto
thug sh-t coleone spitting hard with skandal

[chorus x2]

[skanless:]
skandal be the realla the n-gg- the big figga
hustle hard go get her tell that b-tch i wanna meet her
player till i die but killa when i ride
strapped armed and daily its a struggle to survive
so i keep my mind on my paper and my head on straight
you could ask my folks who the coleone fool its been that way
since high school been the same fool
with the same tool with the same rule every b-tch n-gg- must lose
cuz ive paid dues and got my ranks from bringing bad news
to hoe -ss n-gg-s that be acting just like you
you brand new like young n-gg-s smoking boo boo
im old school like real n-gg-s smoking green jewels
bringing the pain none of that to no gain
its like the m-th-rf-cking sun without no godd-mn rain
skandal f-ck the whole world high as a kite
ask my peep shotgun i bet we ride tonite
come on

[chorus x2]

- luni coleone lyrics

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