Mac Boney - That's What I Thought (Official) lyrics

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Mac Boney - That's What I Thought (Official) lyrics

[Intro: T.I.] n***a that's what I thought, I thought Ay, ay, ay, ay Yeah p**y n***a that's what I thought, I thought [Hook: T.I.] Better go on with that bullsh**, we know you ain't doin sh** Walkin round, talkin loud, still ain't got into it yet We be on that hood sh**, you know how we do a b**h n***a walk up to a b**h, n***a tell 'em you a b**h Aye you flaw (you flaw) and you soft (you soft) Yeah p**y n***a that's what I thought Aye, aye you flaw (you flaw) and you soft (you soft) Yeah p**y n***a that's what I thought [Verse 1 T.I.] I'm from Bankhead, Ain't scared of na n***a And n***a tried me, I will ride, respect, the highly cuz I ran wit a Crew of loose screws, leaders of the new school We can handle this however you choose, really Gotta itchin, bust a move, n***a jump Take us for a game, think I'm playing if you want, get stomped And I ain't bullsh**tin' witchu, I don't play around I tell 'em you a b**h n***a all the way around Like it or not, Damn how you feel about it I was often swangin' on the n***a talkin' the loudest Smallest in the crowd, but I'm bout it, I bet I stretch these cowards out tryin' my sect [Hook] [Verse 2 k**er Mike] k**er k**er from the villa, Westside go-rilla Go realer than these country-a** monkey-a** n***as These funky-a** n***as, a**wipe how I treat 'em f** n***a how I greet 'em, first I beat 'em to they feeter Might shoot 'em, might leak 'em, funerals I might preach 'em Right befo' I six feet 'em - you already know the story bruh Call the coroner, this s**er dead meat I ain't never scared p**y n***a, I just dead beef Eat it like Angus, 50 caliber, knock a plug out your an*s If I aim higher leave yo' monkey-a** brainless Front page constitution, damn I make a f** n***a famous f** n***a famous! Now the call the governor, the mayor and the chief of the police Tell 'em homicide is high ridin, I'm back on they street Then, call the traffic gangstas and the s**ers talkin lip Tell 'em bang bang bang if a n***a speak on TIP [Hook] [Verse 3 Mac Boney] Yeah that's what I thought, and that's what I was thinkin You know Boney be on point, especially when I'm drinkin I play a n***a smooth to the left side, pimpin off of Westside And I don't take light to all the square types, I'm 'bout mine Stomp a n***a good like I'm tryna make some red wine Be all on yo' a** like a canine, rewind I start to bring the fists out, then I brought the pistols out Runnin through the spot, you done brought the brown n***as out The brains, I spill 'em out, leave a n***a wit his stomach out I won't allow, a hater to get raw I will air him out Think about, every single thing that you care about Staring down the barrel of my bad news carrier The more the merrier, a group of s**ers watch me tear 'em up The boss say hurry up, while I go crank the McClaren up You haters scared of us, cause we known to make a cherry bust You not prepared for us, we done came into yo' area [Hook] [Verse 4 T.I.] Aye, I was the n***a with the tool out, right in front the schoolhouse Then the bigger n***a fail a**a**in, what it do now? Catch him let him have it, n***a best be glad I cooled down A fool wit it, hit a n***a hood, make him move out Yeah, n***a know it ain't no hoein' us Try Thursday night and Friday sh** just go to blowin up Better catch a cut on that box Chevy go to showin up Sho' 'nuff we at your do' and on ya a** soon as it open up n***a twice as old as us, knew we was 'bout that action too Up and down the avenue, walkin wit a attitude Try whoever ready for whatever, it don't matter dude Best be on your P's and Q's cause never know what Cap'll do He cap a n***a on the news, he a fool wit it Nowadays it's different, I don't understand how dude kick it Computer gooning, makin threats over the internet Talkin 'bout what you gon' do and you ain't did it yet! [Hook]