Thug
I was 14 when i got in the gang
And i'm still standin reppin' my set
I was raised by og's locked in a pen
If you think i'm just rapper
You don't understand, i'm really bout that life
And i'm gettin my stripes
I ain't scared to take your life for a dollar or dime
I was raised in these streets, so iknow when it's time
To kill the opposition who standin in line
We gon purge all em niggas in a daylight
Fuck the oops they ain't finna see no more sun light
Its gon be a gun fight see you in the next life
Nigga I'ma take flight, while your mama cry
Every Day and night
Mama raised a thug, and ain't no bitch in my bloodline
(Mama raised a thugs and ain't no bitch in my blood)
Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin
(Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin)
You ain't never did no time or spend time in a block
Why you claiming you a thug, You ain't neva been outside
Pussy nigga actin tough, but in the streets he stay silent
When your homie died you ain't slide, you stay cryin
Nigga ain't no thug you scrub and a hoe
If you take one of mine, i'ma take all your bros
And fuck a nigga hoe, put that nigga on a pole
He talking to po po, get that nigga gone
Mama raised a thug, and ain't no bitch in my bloodline
(Mama raised a thugs and ain't no bitch in my blood)
Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin
(Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin)
And i'm still standin reppin' my set
I was raised by og's locked in a pen
If you think i'm just rapper
You don't understand, i'm really bout that life
And i'm gettin my stripes
I ain't scared to take your life for a dollar or dime
I was raised in these streets, so iknow when it's time
To kill the opposition who standin in line
We gon purge all em niggas in a daylight
Fuck the oops they ain't finna see no more sun light
Its gon be a gun fight see you in the next life
Nigga I'ma take flight, while your mama cry
Every Day and night
Mama raised a thug, and ain't no bitch in my bloodline
(Mama raised a thugs and ain't no bitch in my blood)
Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin
(Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin)
You ain't never did no time or spend time in a block
Why you claiming you a thug, You ain't neva been outside
Pussy nigga actin tough, but in the streets he stay silent
When your homie died you ain't slide, you stay cryin
Nigga ain't no thug you scrub and a hoe
If you take one of mine, i'ma take all your bros
And fuck a nigga hoe, put that nigga on a pole
He talking to po po, get that nigga gone
Mama raised a thug, and ain't no bitch in my bloodline
(Mama raised a thugs and ain't no bitch in my blood)
Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin
(Why these niggas cryin? Like sum bitch and stay lyin)
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Writer(s): Robert Gabun Jr
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