We Thuggin'-Boyz N Da Hood

歌手 : Boyz N Da Hood

专辑 : Back Up N da Chevy

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:50

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TXT We Thuggin'-Boyz N Da Hood 文本歌词

We Thuggin' - Boyz N Da Hood

Written by：cross, dixon, mathis, scott ...

The whole click tote pistols

Buck ya lucky charms

Niggas got tats on they necks and they arms

So when you see us comin'

Duck 'cause we bussin'

Flyin' in the bucket holarin' f**k

It 'cause we thuggin'

The whole click tote pistols

Buck ya lucky charms

Niggas got tats on they necks and they arms

So when you see us comin'

Duck 'cause we bussin'

Flyin' in the bucket holarin'

F**k it 'cause we thuggin'

Yeah back in the lab back on the block

Back with them slabs back with them Glocks

Run in ya drop yeah ni**a we'll run in ya spot

Take ya little chains and ya colorful watch

Heh

Stackin' my greens money get locked

Still on the corner I stand trafficin' on blocks

We'll pull a ni**a card for real yeah

My boys in the hood hard for real

And niggas say they ball but

What they talkin' is lame

My whole clique strapped

And we off of the chain

Plus a lotta niggas fake so I'ma say it out loud

'Cause a lot of niggas hate

But they don't say it out loud

I come from the A-Town

We come from the playground

Where niggas don't play 'round

Stand and we spray rounds

Still thinkin' we run from the k-9s

Got the trap bumpin' like the beat in the baseline

The whole click tote pistols buck ya lucky charms

Niggas got tats on they necks and they arms

So when you see us comin' duck 'cause we bussin'

Flyin' in the bucket holarin'

F**k it 'cause we thuggin'

The whole click tote pistols buck ya lucky charms

Niggas got tats on they necks and they arms

So when you see us comin' duck 'cause we bussin'

Flyin' in the bucket holarin' f**k it 'cause we thuggin'

Now I roll wit the big dawgs certified street hawgs

Niggas run the mess hall all day with sh*t y'all

Niggas lined up waitin' on the whistle like a kick off

Then form a circle round your a** like a tip off

All of this was up to you feelin' need to lip off

You done got me pissed off

Now you gettin' shipped off

Plus I got a charge so it's guaranteed to jump off

Got the pistol grip pumpers guaranteed to dump off

We some real street cats so we forever ballin'

Makin' more than the government

Off these project housins

Dawg I stay thowed and blowed I be wildin'

On the set of photos with 2 hoes I'm stylin'

Always on the scene but rarely seen smilin'

There ain't a baddest pro from Dallas to Rhode Island

Boy before you do some dumb sh*t boy

You better think long

Listen to these words close this just ain't no rap song

The whole click tote pistols buck ya lucky charms

Niggas got tats on they necks and they arms

So when you see us comin' duck 'cause we bussin'

Flyin' in the bucket holarin' f**k it 'cause we thuggin'

The whole click tote pistols buck ya lucky charms

Niggas got tats on they necks and they arms

So when you see us comin' duck 'cause we bussin'

Flyin' in the bucket holarin' f**k it 'cause we thuggin'

Aye nowadays I just moan and groan

I had a deal for year but still my lights ain't on

Feel pain deep in my bones

And keep one eye open

'Cause you here then you gone

Walk up on these suckas like 'Whats up with that'

Movin' like a centipede jukin' like a quarterback

Poppin' off up in the streets specially

Where my partners at

Mosta them got 10 a piece

But f**k it we some lumberjacks

Take it there

Yeah we can take it there say you got a 'K'

Up in the trunk let's see you make it there

I got my mind frame focused on this paper now

Tryin' to buy a 100 acres fillin' up my bank account

Tryin' to shake these haters off

That's what I been about

Send a prayer for every slug rap

Before I send them out

I got dreams on that yacht drinkin'

Guinness Stout

But now I'm in the hood stickin'

To the sh*t I been about

What the f**k is you sayin'

B**ch good as your talk ni**a die in this b**ch