Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thuggin Like It's Nuthin, artist - Horseshoe Gang. Album song Crooked I Presents: Top Ramen N*gga, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Treacherous C.O.B
Song language: English
Thuggin Like It's Nuthin |
I’m sittin' sideways, pullin' out that driveway |
I’m drivin' that bucket like it’s a Benz, fuck what y’all say |
You rappers claimin' that you rich and flossin' all day |
I’m makin' that shit for all them niggas that can’t relate |
I’m just thuggin' like it’s nothin' |
I’m a gutter motherfucker, I’m a hustler plus I’m on the come up |
I’m just thuggin' like it’s nothin' |
You be stuntin' on a budget, nigga you frontin' put that on somethin' |
I’m just thuggin' like it’s nothin' |
Y’all say y’all touchin' bucks, y’all motherfuckers be frontin' tough |
Y’all ain’t part of that Mile High Club, but y’all dudes be fuckin' up |
I’mma pull this bucket up with expired tags, ridin' fast |
You say you can buy a Jag, I’mma find your Jag and siphon gas |
I ain’t rich but wifey bad, big ass titties call her rack city |
Yeah I can bag same type of bad chick Tyga has, they like the swag |
You like to brag about the Porsche you drive, of course you lyin' |
That shit rented, what are you on, what are you on, you snortin' lines |
We don’t need your car, house, or none of that shit you glorifyin' |
Team full of animals and we on point, porcupine |
A gutter motherfucker, I’ll cut a motherfucker |
Gut a nigga like a fish, yeah I’ll gut a motherfucker |
My shit is raw when it’s rugged, keep it always 100 |
I’m a Top Ramen Nigga and you just got off the bus |
But nigga now all of a sudden, y’all niggas ballin' and stuntin' |
My nigga you frontin' put that on your momma or somethin' |
Ok now hold up, hold up, my nigga it’s funny to me |
I be gettin' more honeys than these dummys that got way more money than me |
You see I’m comin' from nothin' but your woman with me |
And now she cummin' for nothin' cuz I fucked her for free |
Now when y’all floss like that, y’all niggas shouldn’t feel too safe |
I know niggas that’ll kill you when they bills due for those mils you claim |
Let’s say for real you paid, let’s say you William Gates |
We will split your wig, we got bills to pay |
Shit, I’m finna take this EBT to the fish market in CPT |
Then head back to LBC once I feed these C’s |
My nig, what you got poppin' some kush let’s get that poppin' |
In love with Mary, not Poppins |
You can tell I’m bent, you can smell the scent |
Eyes at a low level, squint, with a slight yellow tint |
I’m high when I’m feelin' low |
I can get you high for the low, on the low |
Let me know, I don’t know what you talkin' about officer |
What? |
Uhm, I bought this purse, knowin' you snatched that off of her |
Those type of hood struggles, we know all too well |
Whole crew real, you want beef? |
That’s fake, tofu sale |
I’m on Long Beach Boulevard and Willow where them killers are |
Gettin' off the train with that thing, I just left you all |
Real niggas, yes we are, trill niggas, yes we are |
Prison flow, real life sentences behind every bar |
Who need a posse? |
I’m movin' without my clique |
I cruise to the swap meet for some shoes and a outfit |
Me and little mommy bout to do it on the couch |
Watchin' a bootleg copy of a movie that ain’t out yet |
Bending corners in my baby momma’s fuckin' 300 Chrysler that I bought her |
Now I need somethin' white that I can flip |
Put that white girl on the street, yeah I’m somethin' like a pimp |