Definition Of A Thug N***a

Nobody's closing me out of my business business

Nobody's closing me out of my business

My definition of a total

Closing me out of my business

I play the cards I was given

Thank god I'm still living back my nine

Till it's time to go to prison as I'm failing

Down the block that I come from

Still got a pack of gun case

Some young ** wanna play dumb

I guess I live life forever juggling

But I'll be hustling till the early morning

Cause I'm struggling like drinking liquor

Make the money come quicker

Getting pages from my **

I'm a ** I ain't in love with her

I just wanna be the one that hit that

Drop off and let the next ** get up

That's the way it goes it's time to shake a ho

Make the dough break a ho

When it's time to make some more

I keep my finger on the trigger on my glock

Riding down the block

Licking shots at the punk **

And spitting game through my motor phones

Type of ** to get them to the bone

My definition of a thug

Seeing it to be serving

What you doing

Mom momma like I'm up to

Here's the feeling to be serving

What you doing

Mom momma like I'm up to

Here's the feeling to be serving

What you doing

Momma like I'm up

Well I roll with a crew of zoo

The quick to pull a nine when it's time to do

It coming through like a tooth

The zig zag roll me up at the roof

I'm driving drunk on the freeway

So take it easy looking for a new place to skis

Man everybody looking for a nut

But I'm searching for the big bucks

Yourather die than be stuck in a one mood shotgun

Kicking back daydreaming with a nine in my lap

So how's that from the mind of a thug bird

Blow the four five

Cause I heard that the sluts make a figure

The first ** jump

Find hisself getting swept off his feet by the pump

I put that on my mom word to the motherfucking bigger

Before I go broke I'll be a

** dealer a **

Dealer

A

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Dealer

Dance

In the muscle snatched up by one time

Make a phone call and be back to ball by lunchtime

So here we go we in the end the city

I keep myhand on my gat and stay cool my attitude

** don't like me cause I'm making ends

Rolling the benz and I blaze them cause I'm all in

And these ** tryna take what I got

I had to deal with the sixteen shot glock huh

So here we go I can't be faded happy

And the ** finally made it

Got my money in my pocket

Finger on the trigger and I ain't taking triple

No

I'm just tryna make some money lies

Put some motherfucking food in my tummy ride

I'm feeling good like I'm supposed to ready to ball

Find a spot and we can serve them all

My definition of a thug hurt

She said mobbin' like a mobbin'

My definition of

A thug hurt she said mobbin' like a mobbin'

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My definition of a thug