Lyrics I'm A Thug Pt. 2 - YG

I'm A Thug Pt. 2

Told mama
I’m a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga
Bandana and some locs
Told mama
I’m a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga
Still trap the 4
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
Now I got that money, everybody love me
I’m a thug nigga, I might drop someone
I’m a thug nigga, I might flock someone
I’m a thug nigga, make the foreign do a donut
If I like her I’ma hit it, I don’t care who fucked
I’m a thug nigga, I don’t smoke hookah
I fuck bitches and talk about who walls looser
What it look like, what it smells like?
Does she know how to give the head right?
Ay, all my homies feel like «Fuck life»
Pop tag, nigga, fuck price
They say I’m wrong but I feel so right
Straight out the gate with the Glock on my side
I don’t turn down fades
I don’t got feelings, I feel no ways
He was cryin' when he was in that cage
He probably bleed for seven days, nigga
Told mama
I’m a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga
Bandana and some locs
Told mama
I’m a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga
Still trap the 4
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
Now I got that money, everybody love me
I can Blood walk to this, I can Blood talk to this
Can’t you see I’m feelin' myself?
Back back, let me talk my shit
It go, Big Budda, Slim-Foe, Psycho, Lil' Tick, Tiny Train and Bool Boy
Try me?
A nigga wish
Jay man, Big trill, Money and Charley Hood
Shout out, I used to bang with in Inglewood
Baby down for villain gang
Little known familiar gang
Murder GD from swine, they be havin' things
Q Ball, Lil' Wolf, free Troop and Baby Budda
All my young niggas, the whole hood love them boys
They’re some shooters
Big round, little round, both with the gun clap
One in jail for the bank lick
The other went down full of straps
Tiny Rock, Heavy D, from nutty block
Total 3 and G-Man from Santana Blocc
Baby Odi, Tiny Creep, hope for the smilin' me
My young niggas shinin' back from Inglewood NHP
Big beef from NHP, the homegirls from the tree
Put that on some, on P, nigga
Told mama
I’m a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga
Bandana and some locs
Told mama
I’m a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga
Still trap the 4
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
I’m a hustler, baby (come here, daddy)
Now I got that money, everybody love me