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Boosie Badazz feat. Foxx

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Versuri Boosie Badazz & Foxx – Thugged Out lyrics

Niggas, if you thugged out nigga, put your motherfuckin’ hoods in the air
Boosie Badazz, Foxx, nigga

How you livin’? I’m thugged out, how you livin’? I’m thugged out
How you livin’? I’m thugged out, how you livin’? I’m thugged out
All day, everyday, all day, everyday
All day, everyday, all day, I’m thugged out
How you livin’? I’m thugged out, how you livin’? I’m thugged out
How you livin’? I’m thugged out, how you livin’? I’m thugged out
All day, everyday, all day, everyday
All day, everyday, all day, I’m thugged out

I wake up in the morning in my gangster ass bed
Brush my gangster ass teeth, brush my gangster ass head
Call my gangster ass bitch, get some gangster ass head
Put my gangster ass dick between her gangster ass legs
I’m a G-A-N-G-S-T-A, you already know
Been thuggin’ since I left Earl K. Long in ’84
I know niggas ‘bout that murder, murder, bustin’ that Uzi
Ain’t no let me live, they been paid they gotta do it on that fluid
I’m ridiculous, retarded, illiturate, I’m throwed off, ain’t got it all, my friends become my enemies
I used to be on medication but that ain’t no remedy
Two guns black Yosemite, I talk, you hear Jimmeny, that mean crickets
The hood listen when I talk and when I talk, the hood listen
Feel what I’m spittin’? My daddy daddy thugged hard
So, what you think gon’ be the future for my little boys? Glocks? No bodygaurds?

Mane, I’m thuggin’ all day everyday, all my hoes fade away
All my niggas toatin’ K’s, smokin’ on that purple haze
Same click since [?], stompin’ in my Levi’s
Grind hard, shine hard, look at me you see why
I’m so fly, my forty five knock buttons off your shirt
Grab money all day, I ain’t fuckin’ with that work
I like big money, small money, my money, yo’ money
Short money, tall money, from now on just call me money!
I’m on the grind you should see this shit
They in a single file line tryin’ to eat my dick
We thug Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Weekends I’m gone every show I bump thirty
So twirk, shake it for the camera
Pistol with the hammer same shape as Louisiana
I grab ya up in broad day nigga, fuck what ‘cha say nigga
It’s kill or be killed round my way nigga

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