Some of Them Thugz lyrics

I got arms and ? fists of fury like Bruce Lee's
Don't play me like Jack or Lace Grant, 'cause you can't juice me
I won't sleep, I got an eighth that's made of blood
Call it boho when I'm quicked up or solo

I got ? box killer down sh*t
That be blowing they teeth out they mouth, b*tch
I ride clean like Dentine then get down and dirty
And leave you ventilated in a hurry, mother f*cker

Some of them thugs like me ain't the ones
That you want to f*ck with in the streets
Some of them thugs like me ain't the ones
That you want to f*ck with in the streets

Some of them thugs, they ain't thugs at all
You find them hugged up with a broad somewhere at the mall
They get a call for some sh*t that's about to pop off
Quicker than liquorice being gobbled up by some fat hog

I'm just the one that your b*tch's looking to top off
Thugging with big Blaze will get me to knocking your block off
I damage you like an amateur, I'm a legend underground
Champ and you're nothing more than a little challenger

You don't really want to go and declare war
When you don't have a clue what to beware for
There's the door, use it before I throw your ass through it
And I'm sick of all the talking and walking, I'm about to do it