Whoooaaaaa
I'm the streets
What you know 'bout it?
We got what you need man
[Hook]
You want that c**aine?
We got it
You want that h**n?
We got it
Cause I'm a thug
T-H-U-G
Cause I'm a thug
T-H-U-G
Look I'm a thug
T-H-U-G
I said all of the above
[Verse]
I'm spectacular, I bite your neck like dracula
I'm flippin' in my Acura
Cause Flip still a bachelor
I'm smokin' on tarantula
Flip a key just like the spatula
Got a b**h by the name of Pamela
Wit a cousin named Tamara
She posin' for my camera
Cause she know a n***a a star
She know I'm the type to buy the club
n***a f** tryin' to buy the f**in' bar
That's who we are, aye
In the streets n***as act like they your friend but them n***a is your enemy
They just come around to smoke your weed and drink your hennesy (I ain't no hoe)
I ain't never been a n***a that would run from a muthaf**in' fight
I'm the n***a that run to the fight
I'm the n***a wit the muthaf**in' calico co*ked wit a light
One to the head, one to the back
k** a n***a just like that over one stack
Cause my n***as gangstas ya n***as wa*kstas and we'll k** 'em, thank you
I don't give a damn 'bout you or ya muthaf**in' crew
Tell me what you what the f** you wanna do
If the n***a wanna box we'll box
After that we box and put ya n***as in a muthaf**in' box
I been callin' the shots
A lot of n***as get in the game and get a lil' fame
Sell a couple of ringtones think they bosses
Tell a n***a to come to my hood and my n***as take they crosses
Whatyouknow 'bout comin' up in the hood sellin' keys tryin' to get out
Whatyouknow 'bout try to rob another n***a just come it's a muthaf**in' drop
Yeah n***a I live it, yeah n***a whatever I say is real
I don't just make words rhyme
Muthaf**a I was really sellin' that
Really sellin' them nine's, sellin' them blocks, sellin' them k's
Gotta get the block, gotta move a mill, gotta move 'em out
Gotta watch out for the muthaf**in' cops
Undercovers will get ya, put ya behind a cell like in jail can't get no mail
Gotta put ya b**h on the ground
But she can't watch the muthaf**in' trap all the time (damn)
So what you gon' do hustler? You a king pin
How much c**aine n***a you bring in?
I hear ya records and ya records sound real nice
Except I'm not you n***a, I don't write
I'm on some other sh**, some sh** you ain't known
I spit metaphors, I spit h*mophones
Embedded chromosomes, check my DNA
I'm always winnin' first place in a relay
I'm a marathon runner, n***a you a sprinter
I'm a green label Bentley dropper you a rental
I'm a sinner, I sin again but I repented
Sin after I do it, cause I went through it
I'm true to it, the streets, f** the beef
Cause if I'm still walkin' around n***a it ain't no beef
Go to police, but n***a they can't help ya
Cause just like some muthaf**in' wax the K will melt ya
Put ya kids in a shelter cause daddy was a dickhead
All you had to do was come on time wit Lil' Flip's bread
But when these n***as play wit me, I don't lose my temper
I use my pistol, then spit on instrumentals
It's critical, I'm the type of n***a that'll get at you
Get rid of you, hell yeah n***a now you miserable
Will k** 'til you lose, he don't pay no dues
If you play by the rules, homeboy them keys will get move
But if you hate on a n***a like me cause a n***a like me I got respect
Cause a n***a like me in a G-5 jet, hand on my muthaf**in' 'tec
Reppin' my set, Cloverland
Ain't no holdin' hands cause I'm a muthaf**in' pimp
Still eat shrimp, still get head from ya b**h on the first attempt
Never been a wimp, always been a fighter
Gimme the lighter cause I got the fire
These hoe a** producers in the game never wanna sign work for hires
Grab the plyers, got pullin' they teeth
Grab the plyers, got pullin' they piece
Gotta let a n***a know don't play wit Flip, cause he a muthaf**in' don fo' sure
Oh no you ain't know hoe, I got n***as in 3rd Ward that'll put a pistol to ya
I got n***as in Iraq that'll send a missile to ya
Real a** n***a I'm a trill a** n***a don't play no games wit lames
Got a whole bunch of money got a whole bunch of change I can put a lil' on ya brain
For a stack, I can get ya whacked
For two I can get two
For three I can get the whole family we'll spray at ya randomly
It's a casualty, yeah n***a don't battle me
Cause a n***a gettin' money like Master P
I rather be livin' so lavishly, I got ya b**h home back wit me
On my jet ski, Wayne Gretzky say he got ice
Lil' Flip got a whole bunch of ice, got a whole bunch of Nikes
Got a whole bunch of hoes yeah a whole bunch of dykes n***a you can get one
Gimme a g, gimme a beat, I'll show ya how to have some fun
I'll show ya how to bust a gun, I'll show ya how to turn from a soldier to a don
Don Ron these n***as hate us, they hate to congratulate
These n***as get behind ya and hate, well they rather late
Cause my success has been happening for 12 years
Almost 13, close the curtains
I'm in that Maybach, that sh** ya always see
That sh** ya never had, I'm in there blowin' weed
It came wit a refrigerator, I'm watchin' "The Terminator"
That n***a the governor, haaaa, n***a I'm lovin' the
Hustle the way that I grind, I can get on any plane
I can spit a freestyle and leave it on any grain
Anybody complains that means they ain't a grinder
You can put up your rolex my breitling watch it blind ya
25 karats on my muthaf**in' grill
Yes I pay the cost to be the boss
You see the cross, n***a it's all frost
Where you been n***a? I'm number 1
Cloverland southside of H-Town that's where I'm comin' from
Still pack my 'tomic gun, still packin' the calico
Still go to war for my n***as just like we at the Alamo, ploooww!
Hit the ground you see me bussin'
n***a cause when I'm comin' repercussions ain't nothin'
I, empty the drum
I'll, empty in one
2 to his face, murder was the case
Leave the cops on the high speed chase, I'm a getaway
Cause I got 'Diplomatic Immunity' just like Jim and Cam', and Juelz
Oh yeah you see my je-wels? Haha
I made the song 'Spinners'
So I, got to ride the ride on chrome spinners
Play wit me now, cause I got the f**in' cake wit me now
Yessir, the baddest b**hes say they wanna stay for me now
But pray for me now, I'm hustlin' on the edge
One slip, and I can get caught up by the feds
For one flip, I can get make a whole lotta bread
I ridin' for Gudda and the Dream Team until I'm dead
[Hook]