Freddie Gibbs - Thuggin lyrics

[Produced by Madlib] (Somebody warn the west, n***a ain't runnin" "Somebody wa- n***a ain't runnin no more" "The Legend of n***a in color, rated PG" "Parental Guidance suggested") (Uh...yeah..Fa sho' n***as be comin at me like "Yo, yo Fred man... You a real n***a, dawg", yes baby Real n***a (Real n***a) I be like (from front to the back), "Respect man" (Respect) These fake n***as done lowered the bar, ynahmsayin?) [Verse 1] n***as be like "Fred, you ain't never lied" f** the rap sh**, my gangsta been solidified Still do my business on the side b**h, if you polices, then pay me no nevermind I was thuggin' - Black and red laces in my number threes Take a pull up off the wood and let that motherf**er breathe Sit outside a busta crib and let that motherf**er leave Walk his a** back in and put him on his motherf**in' knees Thuggin' - Never takin' no for an answer Might just take a loss, but b**h, I'd rather take my chances This liquor got me lurkin' where you live at in the night time 59Fifty to the left, but I'm in my right mind Thuggin' - Pants gon' be saggin' til I'm 40 Still lyrically sharper than any short bus shawty Phonies ain't gon' throw me in this minstrel show These labels see how far up in they mouth my dick can go So go'n and, choke on this meat, throw my song on repeat Might move away one day, but I'm always gon' belong to the streets [Break] I'm straight thuggin' uh And it feels so good, uh and it feels so right uh And it feels so good, and it feels so right Cause mothaf**a I'm thuggin' [Verse 2] Selling you the science of the street rap Every motherf**in' show I do is off the meat rack I done been to jail and did my best not to repeat that I'm tryin to feed my family, give a f** about your feedback Critically acclaimed, but that sh** don't mean a thang When you rocking mics and stealing microwaves, cooking 'caine Never trippin' on a dame, I'm too cold for you broke hoes Don't let the knob hit your booty when the door close, b**h She let me hit it cause I'm thuggin' Squares need not apply, I'm so fly I might f** her cousin Swiftly 'bout to stick a sweet dick in your sweetheart Then get some groceries off my geeker EBT card Why the feds worried 'bout me clocking on this corner When there's politicians out here getting popped in Arizona? [Break] b**h I'm thuggin' And it feels so good,uh and it feels so right yeah,yeah And it feels so good, uh and it feels so right Cause mothaf**a I'm thuggin' [Verse 3] "We're not against rap, but we're against those thugs" Can't be legit when every n***a in your clique sold d** Predicate felons in my faculty, real k**ers can vouch for me Teach a kid at the crib or your children might cop an ounce from me And smoke out in the Chevy with us Cause in the past, my low-cla** black a** would serve my own f**ing family members 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***a up the street Cause he thuggin' And yo, she'd probably s** his dick for it She turnt out so it ain't sh** to turn a trick for it My uncle last b**h put him on the gla** dick Tried to rob a man to feed his habit, he got blasted I live on borrowed time, my expiration date I pa**ed it So lock me up forever, but this sh** is everlastin' [Break] I'm thuggin' And it feels so good uh, and it feels so right uh And it feels so good uh, and it feels so right Cause mothaf**a I'm thuggin [?]