Thuggin’ lyrics

[Produced by Madlib]

[Sample]
"Somebody warn the west, n*gga ain't runnin"
"Somebody, n*gga ain't runnin no more"
"The Legend of n*gga in color, rated PG
Parental guidance suggested"

[Intro]
Ugh, yeah, fo' sho'
n*ggas be comin at me like, "Yo, yo, yo Fred, man, you a real n*gga, dawg, real n*gga" (Real n*gga)
Gibbs, baby
I be like, "Respect, man" (Respect)
From front to the back
These fake n*ggas done lowered the bar, you know what I'm sayin'? Ugh

[Verse 1]
n*ggas be like "Fred, you ain't never lied"
f*ck the rap sh*t, my gangsta been solidified
Still do my business on the side
b*tch, if you polices, then pay me no never mind
I was thuggin', black and red laces in my number threes (Ugh)
Take a pull up off the wood and let that motherf*cker breathe (Yeah)
Sit outside a buster crib and let that motherf*cker leave
Walk his ass back in and put him on his motherf*ckin' knees
Thuggin', never takin' no for an answer (Nah)
Might just take a loss, but, b*tch, I’d rather take my chances (Ugh)
This liquor got me lurkin' where you live at in the night time (Ugh)
59Fifty to the left, but I'm in my right mind
Thuggin', pants gon' be saggin' til I'm forty
Still lyrically sharper than these Shawt Bus Shawtys
You phonies ain't gon' throw me in this minstrel show (Ugh)
These labels see how far up in they mouth my di*k can go
So go on and choke on this meat, throw my song on repeat
Might move away one day, but I'm always gon' belong to the streets
[Chorus]
I'm straight thuggin', ugh
And it feels so good, ugh
And it feels so right
Ugh, yeah, and it feels so good
Ugh, and it feels so right
'Cause, motherf*cker, I'm thuggin'

[Verse 2]
Selling you the science of the street rap (Yeah)
Every motherf*ckin' show I do is off the meat rack (Ugh)
I done been to jail and did my best not to repeat that (Ugh)
I'm tryin' to feed my family, give a f*ck about your feedback
Critically acclaimed but that sh*t don't mean a thang
When you rocking mics and stealing microwaves, cooking 'caine (Yeah)
Never trickin' on a dame, I'm too cold for you broke hoes
Don't let the knob hit your booty when the door close, b*tch
She let me hit it cause I'm thuggin'
Squares need not apply—I'm so fly, I might f*ck her cousin
Swiftly 'bout to stick a sweet di*k in your sweetheart (Ugh)
Then get some groceries off my geeker EBT card
Why the feds worried 'bout me clocking on this corner (b*tch)
When there's politicians out here getting popped in Arizona?

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm thuggin', b*tch
And it feels so good, ugh
And it feels so right, yeah
Yeah, baby, and it feels so good (Yeah, ugh)
And it feels so right, yo, yo
'Cause, motherf*cker, I'm thuggin'
[Verse 3]
"We’re not against rappin', we're against those thugs" (Ugh)
Can't be legit when every n*gga in your clique sold drugs (Fo' sho')
Predicate felons in my faculty, real killers can vouch for me
Teach a kid at the crib or your children might cop an ounce from me (Ugh) and smoke out in the Chevy with us
Cause in the past, my low-class, black ass would serve my own f*cking family members (Ugh)
I hate to say it, ain't no need to be discreet
If she don't cop from me, she get it from a n*gga up the street, 'cause he thuggin' (Yeah)
And yo, she'd probably suck his di*k for it (Ugh)
She turnt out, so it ain't sh*t to turn a trick for it (Nasty b*tch)
My uncle last b*tch put him on the glass di*k
Tried to rob a man to feed his habit, he got blasted
I live on borrowed time—my expiration date, I passed it
So lock me up forever, but this sh*t is everlastin'

[Chorus]
I'm thuggin', huh
And it feels so good, uh
And it feels so right
Ugh, yeah, and it feels so good
Ugh, and it feels so right
'Cause, motherf*cker, I'm thuggin, b*tch

[Outro: Sample]
"What the sh*t is this?"
"You got all these dumbass n*ggas scared of you around here?"
"Just tryin' to make a fool out of me or somethin'?"
"Ayy, fool, look at this damn fool in here!"
"sh*t!"