Thug Songtext
von Big Love
Thug Songtext
I′mma take it from here, cause I never got a hood
All of my life I've been labeled as a thug
From a C to a G, so boy I′m fit to tell this story
Of putting in work and doing dirt without no worry
Never no fear because my mama taught me better
Only of God cause he's the one who change the weather
I never let another person steer me wrong
All of my plans I made my mind up on my own
I know what it's like to see your life flash before ya
Shotgun blast me and my brother one October
Dropped on the ground thought we was gone with the slaughter
Appeared to be blood up on the ground but it was water
I know it′s a man up above kinda hearty
God brother said, rode along doing 40
Off of the ground as I got up and flagged him down
Both jumped in the car as we flipped and looked around
Boys in the hood is the way they tried to play G
Out with the pump up out the car they tried to shoot me
Now I′m pissed off cause there's some haters on the loose
And the only heat we got together is a tre deuce
Revolver with six shots that won′t stop 'til I say
You fools can′t take me out cause I already got a death date
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
I know how it is to put your hands on regretting
Your past creeps into your future then you start sweating
But where there′s a way you have to make it with your will
Born into the hood you was born getting killed
But that don′t mean you have to lay it down and die
Your mind is bulletproof to misery you gotta try
And boy that's on the rizzell, for my blood that′s trizzell
Cross me if you want and I'mma treat you like a gizelle
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Mama say I'm tripping and she think I might have seen it
If my switch is sweet and that the world I sit here grinning
Memories they creep, I′m thinking about the dead
In '92 I got the news they killed my homie Ced
Diamonds off the tape, you break when it's at home
We used to go through life and have a ball but now he′s gone
Sometimes I sit and think about the stuff we did
And every day I pray the Lord to bless his little kid
That when he comes of age to know that he was loved
I′ll do whatever it takes to stop this boy from being a thug
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Gotta give some props to my mama cause she's strong
Down to raise me and my homies on her own
Every day after school we used to be some fools
On Gammon Street in my garage is where we shot some pool
And where we used to come to simply get our skip on
A different place you want to hit and homie get your grip on
Mama gets some props for making me a man
And teaching me the stuff no lady could ever understand
That′s why we player smoking, creep up in the Caddy
All the OGs say I look just like my daddy
I'm glad I'm on the street and flipping with my team
And that I never fell for Uncle Sam and his dreams
Cause if you ever leave, you ′bout to leave alone
Come back to find your best friend and your baby mama gone
And now here comes the thug you tried to keep inside
You get your gat laced up and now you ready to ride
Clips slide, haters die from the fire that I′m spraying
That mean the ticket's bought and click it back and stay slang
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
All of my life I've been labeled as a thug
From a C to a G, so boy I′m fit to tell this story
Of putting in work and doing dirt without no worry
Never no fear because my mama taught me better
Only of God cause he's the one who change the weather
I never let another person steer me wrong
All of my plans I made my mind up on my own
I know what it's like to see your life flash before ya
Shotgun blast me and my brother one October
Dropped on the ground thought we was gone with the slaughter
Appeared to be blood up on the ground but it was water
I know it′s a man up above kinda hearty
God brother said, rode along doing 40
Off of the ground as I got up and flagged him down
Both jumped in the car as we flipped and looked around
Boys in the hood is the way they tried to play G
Out with the pump up out the car they tried to shoot me
Now I′m pissed off cause there's some haters on the loose
And the only heat we got together is a tre deuce
Revolver with six shots that won′t stop 'til I say
You fools can′t take me out cause I already got a death date
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
I know how it is to put your hands on regretting
Your past creeps into your future then you start sweating
But where there′s a way you have to make it with your will
Born into the hood you was born getting killed
But that don′t mean you have to lay it down and die
Your mind is bulletproof to misery you gotta try
And boy that's on the rizzell, for my blood that′s trizzell
Cross me if you want and I'mma treat you like a gizelle
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Mama say I'm tripping and she think I might have seen it
If my switch is sweet and that the world I sit here grinning
Memories they creep, I′m thinking about the dead
In '92 I got the news they killed my homie Ced
Diamonds off the tape, you break when it's at home
We used to go through life and have a ball but now he′s gone
Sometimes I sit and think about the stuff we did
And every day I pray the Lord to bless his little kid
That when he comes of age to know that he was loved
I′ll do whatever it takes to stop this boy from being a thug
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Gotta give some props to my mama cause she's strong
Down to raise me and my homies on her own
Every day after school we used to be some fools
On Gammon Street in my garage is where we shot some pool
And where we used to come to simply get our skip on
A different place you want to hit and homie get your grip on
Mama gets some props for making me a man
And teaching me the stuff no lady could ever understand
That′s why we player smoking, creep up in the Caddy
All the OGs say I look just like my daddy
I'm glad I'm on the street and flipping with my team
And that I never fell for Uncle Sam and his dreams
Cause if you ever leave, you ′bout to leave alone
Come back to find your best friend and your baby mama gone
And now here comes the thug you tried to keep inside
You get your gat laced up and now you ready to ride
Clips slide, haters die from the fire that I′m spraying
That mean the ticket's bought and click it back and stay slang
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it′s like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Tryna shake the thug in me it's like I got two faces
But I see that thug vision on a daily basis
Writer(s): Eric Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

