Nipsey Hussle - Thuggin lyrics

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Look, now I got Big burners on my lap, I ain't gonna talk it out A rich k**er, bet a thousand that I chalk him out Since I'm the most talked about, on this block I walk about Gotta keep that biscuit like Rosco's Waffle House Last squabble, knocked him out Last shootout, shot him out Last n***a in the club talked sh**, we stomped him out Champagne bottle to yo head like Steve Stout Makin' sure my enemies dead, that's we ‘bout Makin' sure my peoples straight ‘fore I leave out Crooked letter-i-x-t-y what I scream out Wishin' I could break my n***as Black Sam and Steez out So we could back the matching black-on-black twelve-v's out My spot rollin', so as I get it I'm tellin' ‘em, “we out” My Glock loaded, if I show it, I'ma squeeze out, believe that Money on my mind, look I need that I'm pissin' Hennessy and Kush is what I breathe out [Hook: Lil Cali] Big money, big pistol's how I'm comin' ‘cause I'm Thuggin', thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' You talkin' loud, but you ain't sayin' nothin, b**h I'm Thuggin', thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' Fly a** sag, stupid a** swag, outfit's sick, pocket full of cash Posted on the block, marijuana and the crack, b**h I'm Thuggin', thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' [Verse 2: Lil Boosie] I'd like to welcome everybody to my state of mind Murder my enemies one at a time, b**h I'm on the grind Since I was small dog, man I been slangin' Runnin' though the alleyway, totin' AK's A million ways to get paid, how you dog? You got a bike? You got a car? You got a yacht dog? You got a ‘Vette, or do you fly in a jet? I am ain't mad get your money, represent your set n***a's ain't learn the f**in' g-code yet? n***a snitch, you gon' die, how we rock on that Southside Yours lookin' at me crazy, my teeth don't come out This ain't no grill right here, me and my n***as pop pills And I ain't afraid to say, pouring in the jungle, so n***a I ain't scared Really thuggin with a ? around his wrist I'm behind him in a Phantom with no shirt on in that b**h [Hook:] [Verse 3: Lil Cali] All I know is the block and how to get it hard I serve it hard, flippers boy, I'm a whippa' boy Talkin' loud? Get your issue, I'll whip you boy Christmas time all year, ‘cause I keep a toy Since Pac hollered, “Thug Life”, sh**, I been thuggin' That explains all these golds and why I'm mean muggin' The soft boss, when I talk, sh**, it means somethin' Why's you talkin' ‘bout what you did, but you ain't seen nothin' Been a G, ‘fore the O, sh**, I had a beef Known hood n***as who retired off of pushin' d Straight dog, ain't no muaf**in puss in me I told the muaf**in' judge, “I ain't rattin', throw the book at me” The g-code, what I live by, my own zone I'm headfirst, like puttin' muaf**in clothes on The lead burst down here in the traps That explains why we thuggin' like that [Hook]