Текст песни E.S.G and Slim Thug f Bun B - Thug it Up
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We thug it up (X4)[Bun B]Well I`ma saucy ass super throwedSouthern style gumboPimp, I eat jumboShrimp, make a dumb hoLimp, cause her back broke upYour back in the track, that poke upPay for the sack, the bag smoked upNow that`s gangsta, live in effectCrystal clear, gots to keep your pistol here(Why?) Cause Texas don`t playDon`t smile, don`t jokeWe stay for a lick, act frog and get croakedWith a buck, blast, buck, blast your toothlessAnd then they say, damn they ruthlessNorthside, Southside, we don`t careWe don`t say no to moneyToo busy sayin, "YEAAA!"Lift candy to schools, weddings, mallsMillion dollar concerts, and ho`s in the wallsAll haters better peep like TomCause my clique, my city, shit even my baby momma[Chorus]We gonna thug it upEveryday of the month, anything I swangGot to have bang in the trunkWe gonna thug it upTil I`m dead in gone, everythang I driveGot to be sitting on chromeWe gonna thug it upLike a underground king, drop screensByzletine, and my crease styled jeansWe gonna thug it up[E.S.G.]Man thug it up, thug it up, wha? wha?Man I`ma thug it upEscalade, dub it upB.G. gettin` paidBig mouth, thug it upMight as well, shut it upGet outta line, slug it upCodine in the cupDiamonds bling, priceless cutsWhat`s up this year?They say the rap game changedNo more rappin bout cars, and iced out chainsBoys must be insaneReal hustlers go on and get itHow the hell you gonna live it?Money shorter then a midgetBetter get some more digitsTo talk about thisNo more cousin, R Kelly, see walking to thisEast coast to West, Mid-West to TexIndependent, Grammy-Nominated, Now what`s next?Dirty south, give respectWe started them slangsScreaming "Parkin-lot Niggas" Sippin` Syrup with BangBig flames, stained panesWe ain`t new to this gameR.I.P. Dj ScrewThis for the thug in you man![Chorus]We gonna thug it upEveryday of the month, anythang I swangGot to have bang in the trunkWe gonna thug it upTil I`m dead in gone, everythang I driveGot to be sitting on chromeWe gonna thug it upLike a underground king, drop screensByzletine, and my crease styled jeansWe gonna thug it up[Slim Thug]Slim Thug gonna thug it up, I`ma, I`ma, I`maI`ma thug it upWith E.S.G. and Bun BSippin on some Dun-PIn a stretch RVCome see, the threeBest that never restThugged out ?? With white tee`s on my chest"O yes!" Slim Thug change the code in the clubCause when I pull up on dubbsI get nothing but loveI hit the barMake the whole crowd think I`ma starCause I blow mo` on doeThen you blow on your carBy far, fo sho` I`m the opposite of PoThe most ghetto boy ya know In a six double OI move slow, and sit lowOn a 84 elbowSpit flow, on the floorTrunk open and closeWe some Texas boysWith candy Lexus toysDrive wreckless outta barsWhen we come out hardGive us our cardHater`s ya mouth, plug it upCause me, E.S.G, and Bun B gonna thug it up [Chorus]We gonna thug it upEveryday of the month, anythang I swangGot to have bang in the trunkWe gonna thug it upTil I`m dead in gone, everythang I driveGot to be sitting on chromeWe gonna thug it upLike a underground king, drop screensByzletine, and my crease styled jeansWe gonna thug it up, thug it upWe gonna thug it up, thug it upThug it up