Текст песни C-Murder - How a Thug Like It
C-Murder - How a Thug Like It слова песни
[C-Murder & Jermaine Dupri talking]
C: JD turn it up, ya heard me
JD: Yea
C: C-Murder
JD: Uh huh, Oh, Yea hmmm
C: Ha what
JD: Uh huh, uh
JD: Ah Ha, Ah Ah
JD: uh huh, uh huh
JD: Uh, Ah Ha, Ah Ha
JD: Uh ha, Brat, C-Murder
Chorus:
[C-Murder]
You talk a good one shorty, you make me sweat
How a thug nigga like girl?
[Da Brat]
Nice and wet
You makin me hot and horny with what you poppin so far
How a tru bitch like it C?
[C-Murder]
Nice and hard
[C-Murder]
You kinda fly, you kinda shy
Wha`cha eat, wha`cha drive
And you like them ghetto boys
The ones who make that noise
You know I`m thugged out, you know I do this, you know I do that
And for a fact, you know I do things that make my pocket fat
Cuz I`m tru, I hang with the man, you gave me the game
Plus I`m fame, and now ya`ll scream my name
Call me a jogger, cuz you got me sweatin your style
I ran a couple miles
and some, see where I`m comin from
I like em smooth, with cat eyes, and iced-out, and show `nough
You need the handcuffs, that rough stuff
You talk a good one shorty, I mean that
Now won`t you lay on`r back,
Let a thug between that
Chorus: 2x
[Da Brat]
You kinda sexy, you kinda ghetto, with them slugs in your front
C-Murder, can you hold me down, give a thug girl what she want
Money and nice cars
A house with a pool in the backyard
Take me shoppin with No Limit, on the credit card
? this shrimp, push a Lambragini ta sick
Drink Crystal when it`s cold, I wanna mint the stick
Go on and do this, and do that
When you come home, to Brat
You`ll never want another girl again, this thug blew th
Gimme the loot, so I can cop a new Jag
And Brat dat I got it from you,
With a 45 caliber too
In case a nigga run up on me, I got somethin to shoot
Chorus: 2x
[Da Brat]
We ride together
Survive and die together
I ain`t leaving you never
Tougher the leather, make it last forever
[C-Murder]
That`s what I need Brat
I hope you mean dat
But yet these cat take these keys
Let me show you where the cheese at
[Da Brat]
I can love you innocently
Bring home at least 20 g`s a week
From hustlin in da street
[C-Murder]
Uh huh
And I`ma take dat, then hit dat, then flip dat, then finish wit dat
And hit you back, when you can trip cruise on a ship
[Da Brat]
Now I hold it down for you, you hold it d
[C-Murder]
Uh huh
And I`ma ride for you
If you ride for me
I would even, die for you
Now would you die for me
Chorus: 2x
[Jermaine talking]
5-0-4
ta the 4-0-4
Ha, you know
Yea, huh, out