Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How A Thug Like It, artist - C-Murder. Album song Best Of C-Murder, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
How A Thug Like It |
| C: JD turn it up, ya heard me JD: Yea |
| JD: Uh huh, Oh, Yea hmmm |
| C: Ha what |
| JD: Uh huh, uh JD: Ah Ha, Ah Ah JD: uh huh, uh huh |
| JD: Uh, Ah Ha, Ah Ha JD: Uh ha, Brat, C-Murder |
| You talk a good one shorty, you make me sweat |
| How a thug nigga like girl? |
| Nice and wet |
| You makin me hot and horny with what you poppin so far |
| How a tru bitch like it C? |
| Nice and hard |
| You kinda fly, you kinda shy |
| Wha’cha eat, wha’cha drive |
| And you like them ghetto boys |
| The ones who make that noise |
| You know I’m thugged out, you know I do this, you know I do that |
| And for a fact, you know I do things that make my pocket fat |
| Cuz I’m tru, I hang with the man, you gave me the game |
| Plus I’m fame, and now ya’ll scream my name |
| Call me a jogger, cuz you got me sweatin your style |
| I ran a couple miles |
| and some, see where I’m comin from |
| I like em smooth, with cat eyes, and iced-out, and show 'nough |
| You need the handcuffs, that rough stuff |
| You talk a good one shorty, I mean that |
| Now won’t you lay on’r back, |
| Let a thug between that |
| You kinda sexy, you kinda ghetto, with them slugs in your front |
| C-Murder, can you hold me down, give a thug girl what she want |
| Money and nice cars |
| A house with a pool in the backyard |
| Take me shoppin with No Limit, on the credit card |
| ? |
| this shrimp, push a Lambragini ta sick |
| Drink Crystal when it’s cold, I wanna mint the stick |
| Go on and do this, and do that |
| When you come home, to Brat |
| You’ll never want another girl again, this thug blew th Gimme the loot, so I can cop a new Jag |
| And Brat dat I got it from you, |
| With a 45 caliber too |
| In case a nigga run up on me, I got somethin to shoot |
| We ride together |
| Survive and die together |
| I ain’t leaving you never |
| Tougher the leather, make it last forever |
| That’s what I need Brat |
| I hope you mean dat |
| But yet these cat take these keys |
| Let me show you where the cheese at I can love you innocently |
| Bring home at least 20 g’s a week |
| From hustlin in da street |
| Uh huh |
| And I’ma take dat, then hit dat, then flip dat, then finish wit dat |
| And hit you back, when you can trip cruise on a ship |
| Now I hold it down for you, you hold it d Uh huh |
| And I’ma ride for you |
| If you ride for me I would even, die for you |
| Now would you die for me ta the 4−0-4 |
| Ha, you know |
| Yea, huh, out |