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Текст песни Spice 1 f Kokane, Tray Deee - Thuggin`

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(Spice 1)I been thuggin` since my adolescentsAll of my homies and peers tucked in the killersAnd pimps perfectin` their professionNever confessin`, or tellin` when they police possessionSnitches and bitch ass niggas pleadin` police protectionWe turn the globe till the day we die (die)Spinnin` the world on my finger like Alan EyeCali`s finest, real motherfuckers fo` sureAnd they don`t make real niggas like us no mo`It`s a rare breed, I been thuggin` since eighty-five (five)At the age of fifteen, yeah my draws hella highWith a thirty-eight snub (snub) bangin` on other pushers (pushers)I even had the t-a-tech nine in the bushesBut now I`m pushin` Cali trucks and six hundredsstand blunted, givin` slugs to niggas who got it comin`We ain`t ridin` for nothin` (shit) they don`t front forever thuggin`Suckers cross the game and suffer the re-percussions(Chorus: Kokane)Thuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world goThuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world go(Tray Deee)I`ma start mine checkin` with the hard time recordsLower class known to mash born to blast any secondIt`s that criminal, original, Tray Deee the imperialGangsta`s spit anger through your motherfuckin` stereoDogghouse style with the chucks and curlOff a bottle with my motto strictly fuck the worldAs I bust a pearl and the chrome at your craniumWhoever get wounded shoulda knew where I was aimin` themHaulin` out the set fingers seen on my neckBut no comin` fourth to court cause my team is on deckInsane to the fullest with the bullets to proveNinety-nine point nine per cent of you can`t stand in my shoesI gang bang for a hobby, murder, robbery and kidnapAnd gettin` in my business, point this way you can get clappedNow sit back and peep gangsta`s foolNow sit back and peep gangsta`s fool(Chorus: Kokane)Thuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world goThuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world go(Spice 1)Teflon and clutsey glass, S-Class and escaladeForty-five, calacoals, jewels and french braidsNiggas mean mug, I`m in the nature of a thugFinna room to a tomb we boss playin` and blowin` bloodIt`s West Side mental, extra mash is my mentalityNiggas bite the bullet and end up with chest cavatiesGradually fo`-fo` gon` make niggas define gravityGot one foot in the grave and I feelin` my angels grabbin` me (damn)Stablishly vicious up in the gameSeen a lot of raw and uncut shit up in these sterets mayn"I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto"Pac died in ninety-six and I still can`t let goMy fallen soldiers, love you niggas for stayin` realI hope you see me thuggin` still rollin` with heat of steel (steel)But it don`t stop (stop), money, hoes I`m still rushin`Still high as fuck, still heat and still bustin`(Chorus: Kokane)Thuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world goThuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world goThuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world goThuggin` makes the world go, around and roundAnd around... mayn, thuggin` makes the world go

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