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Spice 1 - Thug Thang Y2G lyrics
f/ Black C, Pimp C (Chorus) It's a thug thang It's a thuuuuug thang That got me runnin thru the streets With my hand on my heat It's a thug thang It's a thuuuuug thang That got me runnin thru the streets I got my hand on my heat (Spice 1) I do my thug thang, poppin my collar on the mash Players feelin my like titties and ass, I'm bout the cash Damn heated with my head over water, sucker duckin Real players with ambition for cash, we move sumthin In the Yay where we thug at (thug at), fo' sheezie From Vallejo to Sacramento back to the Teezie On a 7 figure mission, the world is ours Play my tape, Bossalini for ever immortalized With a stretch navigator, Lexi or Benzo We roll with Crystal from hay with the Frisco Want some mobstyle thug shit? It's Bossalini With a infrared beam and a scope, you couldn't see me I'm a worldwide mob figure From Africa to Japan they peepin real niggas, big niggas See I wake up every morning with a hustlin game Try to get it crackulatin and do my thug thang (Chorus) (Black C) It ain't no future in your frontin Better make me some cash I'm on a mission, doin my thug thang (?) From dirty D's to that legal green We got our hands all in it I'm boss-playin with the thug women Stay heavy in the game, chasin that fortune and fame I'm puffin a blunt for the homies gone I'm feelin your pain It ain't no love for us young thugs (young thugs) They'd rather see us pushin drugs on the block, gettin bust Player Whut!? I'm doin it live with worldwide boss-players Now workin with the best thugs we got in the West Never the less, we put our money where our mouth is We're makin major investions up in the show-biz Nor feelin hopeless They had our back against the wall We shooked the haters and the fakers It's now a thug passion to stand tall I'm makin moves like [name] until my casket fall Do war, Black C is down for the 'core (Chorus) (Pimp C) When I was dumb, I used to serve crack rocks Now I'm breakin 'em in the black 'rarri drop top With the V-12 motor, so bitch bent over For the big dick holder, and we're out with mo' dohja So tell me how you feel when you see a pimp shinin 7 (?) on my neck, rollin diamonds Gat between the cabbage, how you gon' stop me? We done blazed on the '99, never you could chop me Freakin, on the leg a gun, I just bought a new one Black-on-black buggin, man, we bought moma the blue one When you saw me in a white one that was fat big butted [name] just gave me a cheque for (?) That was just the first hat on your fuckin bitch-ass Comin down breakin 'em with the bulletproof glass Now you can suck a dick but I'ma suck on your breast Cause that's the way we pimp 'em in the South 'n the West (Chorus) Big Ridin (it's a thug thang) Keep Ridin(it's a thug thang) Still Thuggin (it's a thug thang) Keep Smilin (it's a thug thang) (Spice 1) Hahahahaaaa... Fetty Chico, Shiznilty Sendin this one out to the whole West-Sizzie The Biggedy-Bay, you know I'm sayin? C-Town, Courtin, Floss-vegas, Fresno, San Diego, Portland And everybody else who supported the Thug-Theezie The Thug-Thang, you know what I'm sayin? Blooow!! |
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