Chi-Raq
(Intro)
Thugger
Last of a dying breed of the thrill niggas
Ain't too many real niggas
On the beat or on the street, on everything
I kill niggas, I been the boss, I beal niggas
Took plenty out the hood, but you can't feed 'em
If they ain't hungry
Grandma Howl misunderstood
Was broke without a pot to piss
Got on my grind till I got rich
How do you think I got this?
I'm still on top, you ain't got shit, nigga
Independent, no help, nigga
Did it all for myself, nigga
Yo major still gettin' paper, yo label made you a shelf, nigga
One deep and they know and they drop here, no strap
Street niggas just fuck it up, they know I ain't no rap nigga
I post it up in that trap, nigga, still one hundid
Ain't neva change
They see me out everywhere they go
These pussies out, they lookin' strange
Fuck fame, don't fuck with me
Niggas still can't fuck with me
Since 17, I've been a G
That mouth side still stuck with me
You punks seen my pedigree
I seen it come, I seen it go
Tryna keep up with a howl nigga
But they can't survive, they too slow
Neva stop, still want mo'
But that .44 with my fofo
My lil' niggas now grown killaz
That will show up to your front door
Foc foc, I gotta front, tho
I live everything that I say, mane
And you niggas pop till you get exposed
Loose some chains then loose yo fame
I ain't fuck with no losers, mane
I'm still winnin', ain't neva ending
Live like a boss, I'm still spending
My smile face still from the beginning
(Hook)
Thuggin'. Yo
(What thugger talked the same shit on every track)
(The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes)
(The jewelry, the hoes)
(The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes)
(The jewelry, the hoes)