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s.l.a.b. - life of a thug nigga lyrics

(-talking-)
s.l.a.b., slow loud and bangin’
putting it down with big business
we gon thug it on this one young trae uh

[hook – 2x]
this is the life of a thug n-gga, to make a lil’ change
this is the life of a thug n-gga, to go and get it mayn
this is the life of a thug n-gga, to go against the grain
this is the life of a thug n-gga, that’s raw and untamed

[lil b]
this is the life of a thug, that shoots slugs mean mug
beat the block and some scrubs, don’t need no kisses or hugs
done graduated from bleeding blocks, to moving bird flocks
and keeping my heat c-cked, living life of a hard knock
don’t rest, the plex i gotta get off of my chest
don’t need these hating -ss n-ggas, keeping me stressed
i’m a thug n-gga, i feel it all in my veins
therefor i grind to get mine, and stack a lil’ change
cap peeler n-gga, l-i-l-b behind the trigga
when you disrespect my family, or touch a n-gga scrilla
leave stains on n-ggas brains, when thangs be looking strange
i’m thoed and insane, this the life of a thug mayn

[big boom]
and the game that i’m playing, making money is my main thang
hanging on the corners with my partnas, where we slang caine
born in the projects, and a n-gga gang bang
ran with the hustlers, so you know i learned to slang thangs
got me a dope sack, that’s where the money’s at
back then before i sold crack, i sold powder packs
hundred dollas for a graham, load that up in your spoon
shoot that up in your veins, and get you higher than the moon
and i -ssumed if i’m getting paid, f-ck an education
cause slanging that dope on the block, will be my occupation
motherf-ck school, i always did hate the sh-t
recognized the lies, that’s why i never graduated
young n-gga lost in the sauce, on them dark streets
down to do the dirt, put in work in a heart beat
menace to society, kicking it with them bigger g’s
and listened to them lie to me, telling me that’s how to be
get it out your mind being a doctor, or a lawyer
cause america’s, not a equal opportunity employer
and if you want that wealth, you need to make it for yourself
and stop crying like a b-tch, and play them cards you was dealt

[hook – 2x]

[trae]
living block to block on them corners, strapped up we cl!cked up
you act up we clack up, and n-ggas get clapped up
i’m a goner, lately i feel death hanging on my shoulder
till it’s over, i ain’t fin to be stopped, i got to get out this corner
living like i’m in a coma, the same thang everyday
all day it never change, stuck in the game going insane
baking soda in the kitchen, i’m itching trying to fly my chickens
full speed, and i know i don’t wanna be lost in no prison system
cause jail’ll run me crazy, thinking about my gal and her baby
knowin them n-ggas i’m wit be shady, and deep down they prolly wanna spray me
but they better think again, trying to give a n-gga like me the blues
paying dues is what i do, from a thug n-gga down to you

[hook – 2x]

- s l a b lyrics

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