[Talking]
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Wusup, nigga off top (off top)
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Man, B.G. be hustlin' ya heard me (Hustlin')
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I be grindin' and fuck the Police (Grindin') (Fuck 'em)
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I don't give a fuck bout them
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Look
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[B.G.]
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I'ma lil' nigga that will down you
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Let off fifty rounds at you and
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If you fake I don't want to be no where around you
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I'ma Head Buster, Tru Hustler, a real nigga and
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Believe I'd never get caught without my steel nigga
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You want beef with me, I'ma do ya somethin' wrong
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I'ma empty seventeenth bullets straight off in yo dome
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I'ma Hot Boy, recognize or get chastised
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Disrespect my mind, if ya want, ya gone die
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Cause it's like that, only way I know
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How to play it, I'm all ready
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Wanted by a triple murder by the Feds
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So I'ma get me a brick, break it down to all O's
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Sell 'em for six, to let my cliental roll
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Buy four more ki's sell two, and sit on two
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Cause I heard, through the wind, they got a draught comin' through
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I'ma hit me a lick off in that UPT
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Tax them nigga's I want thirty a ki
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[Chorus x2]
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Nigga I'm thugged out
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You wanna find me, I'm hustlin'
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In the drug house, If I don't know ya
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I ain't gonna give no love nigga
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Everybody I serve, I serve holdin' a gun nigga
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Click, ready to bust nigga, click I'm thugged out
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[B.G.]
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All I know how to do is thug , hustle, and kill a nigga
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If I gotta, if I don't know ya, don't trust ya
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Shit's in me to be a rider,
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Assault Riffles I got 'em
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Stacked up in the closet
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If ya out of line I'ma stop ya
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Ch-Ch-Ch Chop Ya!
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You know me, I'm off the block,
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On my side keep a Glock,
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Find me in a corner house, runnin' a Quarter Shop
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Police got my picture, on they dash try'na catch me
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But fuck, they can kiss my ass, I'm bout Feddi
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Thugin' is all I remember that I've been doin'
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Every since I came out the womb, I've been booin'
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Runnin' with straight killers, guerillas, and real niggas
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It's kill or be killed with me, you know the deal nigga
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My price stay right, that's why my shop stay hot
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Whatever ya spend, ya gonna double it off top
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Ain't nothin' in this World, you bout I ain't bout
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B.G. is gonna be forever thugged out
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[Chorus x2]
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[B.G.]
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Told you before, I'm bout trigger play
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So you can come my way,
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If ya want, get a clip, emptied in yo face
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I'ma donkey nigga, you don't want me nigga
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To tie you up, and throw you off, in my trunk-e nigga
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Call yo wootay's let 'em know I'ma keep ya nigga
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To they cough up sixty gee's my nigga
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That's how it go, cause if the shoes
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Was on the other feet, nigga wouldn't hesitate
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To snatch me, and call B, so fuck that
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I gotta Get It How I Live and
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In this bloody streets, that I live on it's real
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So I gotta play it raw, cause only the strong survive
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So it's a must I sell them first, and grab them thing's and ride
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If I don't, nigga gonna jump in they shit and smash out
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Try'na catch me slippin' and leave Geezy ass out
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But it ain't gone happen cause believe I know how to think
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I'ma shoot a whole in yo boat first, before mine sank
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[Chorus x2]
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[Talking]
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Click, click, nigga like me be thugged out
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Ya heard me, hustlin' , grindin' , try'na get mine
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All these pussy ass niggas Baller Blockin'
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Ch-Ch Check Mate, lay down partner
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Ya heard me, I'ma put ya six feet off tiggedy
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Nigga, Ca$h Money nigga for life, you know who I am
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Ya heard me, you know Hot Boy$ my fam
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Off tops, Big Tymer$ nigga uhh
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Thuged Out, hustlin, goin' to that corner house
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Right up the street ya heard me, quarters, dope, weed
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Whatever ya need, see B.G.
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Thugged Out
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B.G. |