Trick Daddy - Ain't A Thug lyrics

[Trick] If I ain't a thug, you think I aint a thug then tell me what I am [Chorus w/ Trey Songz] cuz if I aint a thug, why do I feel this way why the steets stay on my mind since I am a thug, why do y'all get so mad why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life [Trick] If I ain't a thug then y'all tell me who is how many other mutha f**as y'all know can do this yea I'm a thug fo ever and I never ever disrespect the game or cross one of my n***as (listen) slippin' already cost one of my n***as so I better select the fools that I be chillin' wit and I don't know nothin', didn't hear or see nothin' I can't remember, but yet still I won't forget 'em I'm from the dark side, born and raised in a thug life and I'm out the city from the drug dealers and wise guys if I ain't a thug, then you explain it cuz how come a young n***a livin' so dangerous and why my name always somehow involved in stuff it's obvious, y'all can't target us yea I'm a thug n***a, but I ain't a drug dealer Three time convicted felone, so should I know better [Chorus] [Trick] From day one I've been thuggin' and I'm lovin' every minute of it So all you crittics and haters I'm sayin mutha f** ya I don't like ya, and therefor I don't trust ya You couldn't shake me up, now you tryin' to set me up It's bad enough we had it rough when we was growin' up You k**ed Pac and Biggie, now try to k** us but I throw my Fos up, cuz I'm foeva fo sho A thug rebal fo certain, that's why I never listen I ain't the snitchin' kinda n***a Yo, and I'm a different kinda n***a So you bustas can't leave me ain't no centamental n***a I'm sittin' on spinners n***a So when I'm draggin' my Denim don't you bustas try and hit em (hear me) I'm from the parts where the stars like to hear the stars Quality sound beatin down in each and every car Givin' them hell like I'm David Chappelle Prostitute boy there with plenty dick for sale [chorus] [Trick] Since I am a Thug, that's why you listen to me Cuz I'm a T.H.U.G. officially, you see A lot a n***as still doubt a n***a so when they conversatin they be playa hatin' bout a n***a but I expect them to, what else they supposed to do when they dead broke and I got more flow then they do and they mad cuz I don't f** wit them Oh well stay mad cuz I don't kiss n***as a** (b**hes) I'm too busy bein' a real n***a So if you f** wit me you can f** around and get k**ed n***a The truth is Mr. Dollars is the real deal Hell I'm the mutha f**er made county bail (yeah) And I'm strictly for the Thug cuz I'm showin off and I'm quick to straight f** a n***a (what) Huh, p**y n***a, what For my mutha f**in' thugs [Chorus repeat till end]