| Thugga!
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| KK on d beat
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| I go from 0 to a hundred nigga real quick
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| Hold up, it’s ma time to gone kill dis
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| Still d treelist dey tell lies I’m a realist
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| You might can’t relate cause you’re fake, feel this
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| They poppin bottles all I need is 1 to get drunk
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| 50 beat to 49 on dem niggas-punks
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| If you ain’t rollin light nigga you ain’t rollin right
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| Dro done drop head but I still spent d least tonight
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| Never trip but I still hit all yo bops
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| Showed a TBT they be toppin d drop
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| Throw back, had me all smiles kodak
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| You all on tha phone tryna download low jack
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| Rap fo' fun but still makin tha funds
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| Few friends, smoke guns, rollin Harleys like d vons
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| Day 1, still cashin cheques from Outrun
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| Dey run, an be like you got a gun
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| Cowboys, have Ferrari horses in em streets
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| Started from the bottom bitch I gotta eat
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| Lost sleep to live dis boss life, stop playin lil niggas get yo money right
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| (hold up)
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| Went from hunids to million nigga real quick
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| I’m d last nigga round here rappin on some real shit
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| Had yo bitch think about me when she hit d guild ship
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| Dis year ima let em know what it is
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| Two tape droppin ima hit em in dey rib
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| It’s d new 6 zeroes, 4 doors on d kick
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| Two hours outta state, zero fucks ima give
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| Got her talking like «Oh Lord! |
| Oh Lord»
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| I know you watchin over but I’m about to go for it
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| I’m bout to bring everything back from 9−4
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| Got ma check lookin right like I’m working offshore
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| Look I’m ready for whatever, for boys who want war
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| Haters wanna tweet they ain’t neva gon' score
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| They ain’t got no drive they ain’t neva on point
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| How d hell they go ball they ain’t neva on point
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| You can catch me in d paint like I’m movin on fours
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| Sippin 2 lies got me slippin off course
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| Two yellow thangs in dat blue an white Porsche
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| I’m on dat sea wall crawling, you define yours
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| Look dis one fo' d OG’s, d real niggas
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| Y’all black gladiators come an deal wit you
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| D short thick bitches that’ll come an chill wit you
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| Boss life cigars, burnin up d steel pitchers (look alive nigga!)
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| An I’m in d kitchen but only dope get cooked inside
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| An you would think we UPS d way we movin wit d white nigga
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| I don’t get tired I been up fo' 7 straight, a real nigga
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| But I ain’t neva eat no booty in my life nigga!
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| I actin anus or should I start actin famous?
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| It has been ova a year since I had to say what ma name is
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| Used to fuck wit rachet hoes now ma bitches speakin different language
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| I was raised to keep a hunid, and every year neva missed a payment
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| I go 0 to a hunid, I run it, minus d track shoes
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| City on ma shoulders, I hold it until ma back bruise
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| They usually say I’m bad news
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| Play d game to win, I only wear a size 10
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| But I bet I could walk a mile in Shaq’s shoes (Yea!)
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| D newest niggas dat’s showin boys how to do it bigger
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| Hungry like I’m back in d basement an in d booth wit tigga
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| Diss me an you might get it Griffith, you just a foolish nigga
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| Lost an out here lookin for a lesson, but ima school dese niggas
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| Who dese niggas famin they cold, bitch I’m d coolest nigga
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| Reppin in d streets showin naked like I’m a nudist nigga! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song To 100 Freestyle , by - Slim Thug. Song from the album Greatest Freestyles Throwback Thugga, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп