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westside bugg – thug in me lyrics

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yeah, i heard n-gg-s out here talking major sh-t you dig

but ain’t no motherf-cker step to me and said “spice you a punk”

cause you know i whup his motherf-ckin -ss

chorus:
n-gg-s be muggin me, don’t show no love for me

don’t playa hate me love tha thug in me

now when i walk on by, n-gg-s be muggin me

don’t playa hate me love tha thug in me

now if your hoe come knockin at my door, she

must want a thug -ss n-gg- for sure

cause it’s the young playa spiz-ice and i be stacking my paper

24 motherf-ckin 7, a n-gg- havin it major

now we can do this like playas

or we can hop into some gangsta sh-t

n-gg-s be tryin to clown, when your bailin with your b-tch

i almost fell, gettin up out the car but see

i had to pistol whip the n-gg- because he knows who we are

we the n-gg-s with the lex’s, rolexes laced up with diamonds

timer, timer, baller, baller

she f-cked with the shot caller now

didn’t need no scrilla to get her, she want a thug n-gg-

poppin collars, and at the same time clockin dollars

real as they come i got soldiers ready to rob at night

and when a n-gg- goes to your jar you don’t attempt to fight

you playa hate daily, talkin the sh-t on the ace

but you a b-tch cause you never talk the sh-t to my face

chorus 2x

i put the pedal to the metal and uh jump the chevy

heavy in the game

but about four five different ghetto names

i can’t be tamed i’m a g to my heart

i can’t be changed i’ve been breaking these n-gg-s down from the start

i’m hearing sh-t up in the streets man, n-gg-s is crazy

i’ve been serving them dope fiends on that block

since you was babies

and the world is yours, n-gg- you can have it all

but if you talk bad on this g -ss n-gg- you’ll take a fall, blaaaow

how many hoes want a n-gg- that get his -ss kicked

car took, whupped and jacked ain’t got no get back

i ain’t the type to let no n-gg- jack me

baby we cool if they run up on the caddy

chorus 2x

i’m off the hennessy, when it’s me she’s callin right back

i’m up in the benzo on the mobile spittin the game off the yack

i’m strapped with two blacks, cuz i ain’t the baller

who be out there slippin

she understands n-gg-s be playa hatin so she ain’t trippin

saggy pants g-braids but n-gg- still out to get paid

i’m keepin my mind up on my money and all my money is made

shadetree n-gg-s be tryin to get in my mix

conflicts, 40 caliber cliques when i be burying tricks

she seen me knock n-gg-s out now i do walkbys

now i put faulty -ss n-gg-s between them chalk lines

see everybody be lookin when i be bailin, trailin indo smoke

see it ain’t nothing but the smooth sailin

and now i kick back and enjoy my riches on a sunny day

but sucka -ss n-gg-s be all up in my way

you’re secure don’t you worry bout a thang

i got these two twin glocks and when they c-cked this is what they say

chorus 2x

- westside bugg lyrics

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