chi-raq (freestyle) - slim thug lyrics
[verse:]
thugga!
last of a dime breed of d trill niggas
ain’t too many more real niggas
on d beat or in d street
on everythang, i k!lled niggas
i been a boss, i build niggas
took-took plenty up out d hood
but you can’t feed em if they ain’t hungry
i’m a haugg nigga, misunderstood
wuh-wuh-was broke without a pot to piss
got on ma grind, till i got rich
h-how d hell you think i got dis?
i’m still on top, they ain’t got shit
in-independent, no help nigga
di-did d alb-m myself nigga
my label still gettin paper
your label made you a chef nigga
on deep an head off, in dat drop head no strap nigga
street niggas still f-ck wit thug
they know i ain’t just no rap nigga
i post it up in dat trap nigga
still on hunid ain’t nothing changed
they see me out everywhere i go
you pussies out bleedin an constrained
fuh-fuh-f-ck fame don’t f-ck wit me
niggas still can’t f-ck wit me
since 17 i been a g, dat northside’s still stuck wit me
you punks ain’t ma pedigree
i seen em come an seen em go
tryna keep up wid a haugg nigga
but they can’t survive when shit gets slow
ne-never stoppin still want mo’
an dat foe foe of my foe foe
ma lil niggas now grown k!llas
that’ll show up to yo front door
fuh-f-ck i got a front fo’
i live everythang i say mayne
you niggas pop til you get exposed
lose yo change then lose yo fame
i don’t f-ck wit no loose mayne
still winnin ain’t neva endin
live like a boss i’m still spendin
ma smile face from the beginnin
thugga!
hey!
(always talk d same shit on a track. the money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes, the jewellery, the house, the money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes, the jewellery, the house. is this all that it mo’. everyday i notice things, it’s always the same performance. an we do d same thing, 10 years ago, let me show you how to get to d money)
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