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Ay man, I'mma' tell you why I'm thugged out Ay yeah I got a crime fetish, says fuck these mutha'fuckas Never been a busta' I don't fuck with them 'bustas That nine in ya' face pussy nigga I don't trust ya' This right to ya' melon like them boys in 7th Heaven I be gone in a second, gotta' load my Mac-11 Ridin' through the streets with them boys packin' heat Niggas know it's Lil B, and they know I'm pretty ? Gotta' be wit' the shit, cause I roll one deep Bitch I'm in VP, cause I'm playin' for the Heat (Thugged out) Military soldier, comin' from the sea H20 all day, man I'm comin' for the tree 'N I might hit a 3, wit' a scope and the beam 4 wheel motion, the till stay open My house stay open, he stay cockin' Make ya' head red like that boy Dennis Rodman He stay loaded, the beef got me focused Smack ya' on the street like them niggas out in Oakland I got phonk like - I'mma' tell you suttin' niggas A few suckas tried to check game - had to bust niggas Playin' wit' that ratchet, 'N I'm smokin' wit' that ratchet Talkin' 'bout the gun, 'N I ain't talkin' 'bout a bad bitch Bitch paid me cause she say I do magic Nigga play wit' me I had to burn em' like matches SongtexteI do me, 'N I'm hustlin' no discussion Lotta' mutha'fuckas did-died over nothin' Niggas hatin on me I'mma come through and hit that fuckin bitch with the Mack Niggas hatin on me I'm still smoking sacks and I'm still tottin straps Niggas hatin on me I'm gutter to the end and I got a crime fetish Niggas hatin on me Stayin true to the game, feel the top of my glass I was catchin cases while you was MYspacin There's rules to the game, don't play with the fire mane I come with the light then, you know bout my right man Just know that I got it, that motherfuckin black thing I throw away strap in that motherfuckin trash can Task force, bitch mob, I'm happy when the task came Everybody shut up when that nigga with the strap came I'mma show you suckers how to win in the dice game Niggas talk shit but they really is some light ways Better have a vest and I'm coming with the hands too Playing dirty game and they boys got gamble Real nigga, I'mma fuck around trash can Niggas hate you but niggas hate me too Whutchu wanna do bro? filling up to street 2 I ain't gonna lie, nigga play me like booboo I'mma show a sucker where that cane, that ted do Keeping real jealous niggas, always wanna take it My gun like a parrot cuz bitch I'mma raise you Aye man, what that cane do man You feel me? I'mma fuck around and erase you That stone cold hustla, 3rd world hustla man You know I got that K for the motherfuckin busters Niggas still creep? I swear to God I don't trust you Niggas still creep? I swear to God I don't trust you That stone cold hustla, 3rd world hustla man You know I got that K for the motherfuckin busters Niggas still creep? I swear to God I don't trust you Niggas still creep? I swear to God I don't trust you Aus Songtexte Mania