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Eva since I was a kid knew I was a lil different
Mama always said that I danced to my own rhythm
Started by gettin it poppin clockin pots in

Yuh
Gucci fur coat, Keltec extended clip
Thermal ACOG with select fire
Snake print Gucci belt, baguettes by cartier, Dior saddle bag
I'll shoot

Do You See?

Z-Ro

A Bad Azz Mix Tape: Slowed and Screwed

2003

thang off my seat
I'm in love with selling, that's why I ain't winning that much
Gas money looking funny, wheels ain't spinning that much
But I'ma make it

And music kept me alive what
It's like the IV Is actually a mic plug
And with the mic plugged in my hand

And my Wife Up By my side
As my eyes shut, But I was

better when I hit the sky and look down on this earth
Know one thang, I ain't leave no Regrets, i be damned to repent, for I die on this earth

I aint

lonely/
Final Level, Mo Thugs the best.. yo we/

Always make it bang. Let my nuts hang/
Born a Cali boy. It's an everyday thang/
Pour it up and say fuck it.

something different and found you
Introduced by Truth Roccz back in high school
I left you alone to go and find something different
But the path I was on just

birth product of cursed semons
Cuz even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place the worst ways
I love to see the block in peace
Wit no

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
BALLLLLIN'
Peace blood, peace almighty (peace blood)
We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide)
And get my lawyer, why

Keep It Playa

Boss Hogg Outlawz

Screwed: Back by Blockular Demand

2008

Or you can scram cocksuck if you a hater mane 
I keep 'em ladies going uh-uh-uh, 
Uh-uh-uh (haa), uh-uh-uh (yea), uh-uh-uh 

I'm a grown mane, Thug

It Ain't Yo

L.G. Wise

Me vs. Industry

2002

why I'm prayin for my comrads, speek the word to this generation
Don't be deceived by this divination, or be fallen to this fornication

Chorus

Chose

love being all by my lonely and matching myself, cause only in I who I trust
Copped me a zip and said fuck it and went made music on behalf of the buds

with instinct of a thug
Started off small now I'm tryna be da plug
I got that ambition like I'm writing wit nubs
Baby I care for you like you a cub

thangs
Handy with the tools in the race
Leaving no clues on the map
I never want blues in my face
Had to get smart to get out the trap
Fill out the pack

Revelationz

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

a lemon
nigga in the end my mama kept spendin money on gin an drugs
I had to sleep on the fuckin rug where the roaches was
I hung wit thugs always rollin

pause, anyway,
with no reason for drama
I killed that muthafuckin' bitch and her mama

Still doin' drive-bys and leavin' hoes for dead
Mislead
Is what my

stay faded and stoned
Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home
Bullets got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some

and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this

Pull up you know, I'm Colder than snow 
I do my thang, orangutan
I beat the pussy ups my name 
Put her to sleep,When I give her this D 
Relax her body

Boi!

Young Problemz

Da Problem (How's My Rapping?) [Explicit]

2009

know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you

wrote
And you can quote me cuz
I'm from the block where we hopeless thugs
But we suppose to thug
A lot of niggas hate, a few show love
But that only keep

alive what
It's like the IV Is actually a mic plug
And with the mic plugged in my hand

And my Wife Up By my side
As my eyes shut, But I was
Quickly

I'm trying to blow up like a landmine
Stand by your homie strong when his plan die
Don't do nothing hell of dumb
Hold your head high
Doing something

thug tears
Mane these g's sweeter than tarts
And I'm a wolf
On gang
Mozart
I press these niggas
Straight the fuck up
Do you gotta baby momma
How you