(Intro)
Ay man, I'mma' tell you why I'm thugged out
Ay yeah I got a crime fetish, says f** these mutha'f**as
(1st Verse)
Never been a busta'
I don't f** with them 'bustas
That nine in ya' face p**y n***a 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
n***as know it's Lil B, and they know I'm pretty creep
Gotta' be wit' the sh**, cause I roll one deep
b**h I'm MVP, 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 co*kin'
Make ya' head red like that boy Dennis Rodman
He stay loaded, the beef got me focused
Smack ya' on the street like them n***as out in Oakland
I got phonk like - I'mma' tell you somthin' n***as
A few s**as tried to check game - had to bust n***as
Playin' wit' that ratchet, 'N I'm smokin' wit' that ratchet
Talkin' 'bout the gun, 'N I ain't talkin' 'bout a bad b**h
b**h paid me cause she say I do magic
n***a play wit' me I had to burn em' like matches
I do me, 'N I'm hustlin' no discussion
Lotta' mutha'f**as did-died over nothin'
(Bridge)
*Coming Soon*