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they call me the youngest headbuster walkin’
thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin’
a guerrilla till i die, bless me when i’m dead
but for the bread i bring ya anybody head

that’s how i play it, i don’t hold back
i tote gats be on the spot where ya sold crack
n-gg- feel played then ya f-ckin’ get blown back
i burn ’em twice with a black rusty old mac
now blocka n-gg-, get off me

get some off that c-cky weed and roll that b-tch up
won’t play with me like i’ma choke that b-tch up
keep it on the turf, i might be killin’ to get mine
new prints on the back, i make a million in big time

i’ll always be a thug until i’m crippled and crazy
i’ma always stay close with suga slim, wayne and baby
runnin’ with a team off cut-throats and backshots
all day bullsh-ttin’ neglagince and homicides

cash money n-gg-s, they don’t play that sh-t
thugged out n-gg-s, we don’t play that sh-t

thugged out, cash money ha
b.g juvenile ain’t funny ha
we try to get that paper like bugs bunny, ha
yo we in the projects with my little honey, ha

yo, what up kiko? it gets real. check it
we got’s this chicks to slauve that right out of kansas
heyyo, these countless b-tches
we used to f-ck ’em on campus
you my roley ha ha
i’m your roley ha ha

f-ck with us, we leave you n-gg- f-ckin’ holy ha
semi-latin cruise down to baton rouge
then i got a hummer that’s sittin’ on 32’s
but for the hood we got the east coast locked

magnolia and iraq now that’s my spots
come anywhere near there and still be shot
prat n-gg-s, shot n-gg-s, shot n-gg-s, shot n-gg-s
shot, shot

cash money n-gg-s, they don’t play that sh-t
thugged out n-gg-s, we don’t play that sh-t

from n y to n o, thugged out and cash money
i’m a thug b, how you gonna stop hungry
we eatin’ pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies
run up in hood honey’s, it’s all good sonney

throw your sets up n-gg-, throw your side up n-gg-
ride or die young n-gg-, get high young n-gg-
stay fly young n-gg-
do what you gotta survive young n-gg-

live we fly down in new orleans
get it purpulatin’
you smell me keep that fire green circulatin’
thugged out with cash money

thugs we stash your arms
weeds get blazed from your face till feet
with us all we stay deep got beef we’re surroundin’
my n-gg-s c-ck back macs from here to some ‘the houses

get rocked or get it on if you bout it
’cause boy, you’re in the zone
you take routes quick like roy jones

cash money n-gg-s, they don’t play that sh-t
thugged out n-gg-s, we don’t play that sh-t

play that sh-t, play that sh-t, play that sh-t

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