Thugged Out lyrics

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[Intro: D-Lo]
My daddy didn't raise no b*tch
My daddy didn't raise no b*tch, n*gga
RudeBoy, D-Lo, look, ayy

[Verse 1: D-Lo]
My daddy didn't raise no b*tch
I'm a gangster boy, I got pimp bones
I been thuggin' ever since middle school
Got caught with a sack, got sent home
Got a broke b*tch in my DM's, I just act like I don't see the sh*t
Got my own money, I don't need a b*tch, got a big gun, gotta see the sh*t
I'll shoot a n*gga I love, he cross me the wrong way
It ain't never the wrong time, bro we spank sh*t broad day
Had to show the b*tch that I'm different, got a bag unlike your last n*gga
These diamonds got me drippin', I splash n*ggas, I gas n*ggas
I'm a reputable in my section, my n*ggas will kill you just for looking wrong
I'ma kill a b*tch, come push me
I'ma show you I ain't no pus*y, ayy
Do your homework 'bout a real n*gga
You don't even know if I kill n*ggas
I be bouncin' out, just drill n*ggas
You gotta contribute to the funk, can't let them n*ggas go without
'Cause you up and that n*gga down, he think about killing you right now
Somebody save me, save me
My n*ggas sick with them choppers, they goin' crazy
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Thugged out, we the ones who bring the bloods and the cuz out
Ones who don't bang who be sellin' all the drugs out
All my n*ggas thugged out
Keep playin', we gon' pull the f*ckin' guns out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out

[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
I stay with them dudes, my boys
In and out the club, ballin' in the hood, my boys
I did everything I could for my boys
Game made me build and destroy, yeah
I'ma rewrap the bricks, I'ma rewrap them bricks, Jordan Downs, yeah
Went through the struggle but my hood supportin' now, yeah
Keep it real, you're recordin' now, ooh
Lots of Texas chest
I ain't never had a wire on my f*ckin' chest
I'm a real street n*gga, gotta duck the feds
'Cause a n*gga fightin' cases still in Texas b*tch
Roll up the blunt, load up the gun, don't need a shooter
I'ma do it sober, smoke a blunt after I shoot you
Roll up the blunt, load up the gun, don't need a shooter
I'ma do it sober, smoke a blunt after I shoot you, ayy
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Thugged out, we the ones who bring the bloods and the cuz out
Ones who don't bang who be sellin' all the drugs out
All my n*ggas thugged out
Keep playin', we gon' pull the f*ckin' guns out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out

[Verse 3: OMB Peezy]
Look, Peezy, b*tch I'm a thug
And I'm surrounded by killers, b*tch they'll murk your ass in this club
He was woofin' too f*cked up so we left his ass where he was
I'm in the field like a quarterback, keep talkin', gon' catch a slug
Lil Pappy like that's my thug there, he be ready for the beef
Try to run, you ain't goin' nowhere, got a laser on that heat
I know they plottin' on Peezy, gotta keep the heat in my reach
Man I can't picture me starvin', I bet win or lose I'ma eat, yeah
We the ones that bring the bloods and the cuz out
One false move, you'll get stomped out, ayy
Gettin' money, you know I don't give a f*ck 'bout
None of that sh*t you talkin' 'bout, Peezy

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Thugged out, we the ones who bring the bloods and the cuz out
Ones who don't bang who be sellin' all the drugs out
All my n*ggas thugged out
Keep playin', we gon' pull the f*ckin' guns out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
Thugged out, thugged out, b*tch we thugged out
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