| It’s a thug thang
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| It’s a thuuuuug thang
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| That got me runnin thru the streets
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| With my hand on my heat
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| It’s a thug thang
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| It’s a thuuuuug thang
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| That got me runnin thru the streets
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| I got my hand on my heat
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| (Spice 1)
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| I do my thug thang, poppin my collar on the mash
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| Players feelin my like titties and ass, I’m bout the cash
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| Damn heated with my head over water, sucker duckin
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| Real players with ambition for cash, we move sumthin
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| In the Yay where we thug at (thug at), fo' sheezie
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| From Vallejo to Sacramento back to the Teezie
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| On a 7 figure mission, the world is ours
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| Play my tape, Bossalini for ever immortalized
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| With a stretch navigator, Lexi or Benzo
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| We roll with Crystal from hay with the Frisco
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| Want some mobstyle thug shit? |
| It’s Bossalini
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| With a infrared beam and a scope, you couldn’t see me
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| I’m a worldwide mob figure
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| From Africa to Japan they peepin real niggas, big niggas
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| See I wake up every morning with a hustlin game
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| Try to get it crackulatin and do my thug thang
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| (Black C)
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| It ain’t no future in your frontin
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| Better make me some cash
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| I’m on a mission, doin my thug thang (?)
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| From dirty D’s to that legal green
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| We got our hands all in it
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| I’m boss-playin with the thug women
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| Stay heavy in the game, chasin that fortune and fame
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| I’m puffin a blunt for the homies gone
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| I’m feelin your pain
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| It ain’t no love for us young thugs (young thugs)
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| They’d rather see us pushin drugs on the block, gettin bust
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| Player Whut?!
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| I’m doin it live with worldwide boss-players
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| Now workin with the best thugs we got in the West
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| Never the less, we put our money where our mouth is
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| We’re makin major investions up in the show-biz
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| Nor feelin hopeless
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| They had our back against the wall
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| We shooked the haters and the fakers
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| It’s now a thug passion to stand tall
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| I’m makin moves like until my casket fall
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| Do war, Black C is down for the 'core
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| (Pimp C)
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| When I was dumb, I used to serve crack rocks
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| Now I’m breakin 'em in the black 'rarri drop top
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| With the V-12 motor, so bitch bent over
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| For the big dick holder, and we’re out with mo' dohja
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| So tell me how you feel when you see a pimp shinin
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| 7 (?) on my neck, rollin diamonds
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| Gat between the cabbage, how you gon' stop me?
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| We done blazed on the '99, never you could chop me
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| Freakin, on the leg a gun, I just bought a new one
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| Black-on-black buggin, man, we bought moma the blue one
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| When you saw me in a white one that was fat big butted
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| just gave me a cheque for (?)
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| That was just the first hat on your fuckin bitch-ass
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| Comin down breakin 'em with the bulletproof glass
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| Now you can suck a dick but I’mma suck on your breast
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| Cause that’s the way we pimp 'em in the South 'n the West
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| Big Ridin (it's a thug thang)
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| Keep Ridin (it's a thug thang)
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| Still Thuggin (it's a thug thang)
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| Keep Smilin (it's a thug thang)
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| (Spice 1)
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| Hahahahaaaa…
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| Fetty Chico, Shiznilty
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| Sendin this one out to the whole West-Sizzie
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| The Biggedy-Bay, you know I’m sayin?
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| C-Town, Courtin, Floss-vegas, Fresno, San Diego, Portland
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| And everybody else who supported the Thug-Theezie
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| The Thug-Thang, you know what I’m sayin?
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| Blooow! |