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thuggin - westen lyrics

[hook]
i got n*ggas with me thuggin out da north boy
get some dough up in yo pockets, you a broke boy
i got shooters down too shoot, it ain’t no joke boy
f*ck a 9 to 5, i was selling dope boy

i be juggin, i be thuggin with the gang n*gga
it be getting scary playing with my name n*gga
where you from? who you with?
what you claim n*gga?
i ain’t worried bout these n*ggas
you know i’m a paid n*gga
[verse 1]
i been getting money, n*gga that my kudo
now you tryna come around me like we really coo tho
i’m a trap star n*gga, so you know that i keep 2 phones
i’ve been pimpin also with these b*tches, i got 2 hoes

gotta keep the money up, i be nonstop thumbin
either you die broke or rich, the money got me running
i pour up, wockhardt in my cup it got me buzzin
my n*ggas play the drums up in the field, they all be drummin

all my n*gga’s rock that gucci and that fendi
everywhere that i be steppin out, these n*ggas envy
i ain’t fear no n*gga naw, i give smoke to any
i ain’t trippin bout these b*tches either, i got plenty

f*ck you talking bout, you ain’t gang n*gga
frontin that you really bout it, we gon sn*tch yo chain n*gga
social media thuggin but in real life you a lame n*gga
try to play me like a b*tch, i’ll pull up where you stay n*gga

[hook]
i got n*ggas with me thuggin out da north boy
get some dough up in yo pockets, you a broke boy
i got shooters down too shoot, it ain’t no joke boy
f*ck a 9 to 5, i was selling dope boy
i be juggin, i be thuggin with the gang n*gga
it be getting scary playing with my name n*gga
where you from? who you with?
what you claim n*gga?
i ain’t worried bout these n*ggas
you know i’m a paid n*gga

[verse 2]
when i’m hitting l!cks i’ll do it with a mask off
i been rolling in a sp*ce coupe, i’m boutta blast off
got a 45 on my waist, n*gga i get playful
hadda switch the b*tches for the money, they ain’t faithful
when they try to holla at yo homeboy, that sh*t painful
you ain’t eating with me if you ain’t bring none to the table

free my n*gga angel, n*gga caught another case tho
2020 i pray that you getting out that cage tho
moving smarter in the streets, so we gotta lay low
leave all that f*ck sh*t behind me, focus on el queso

i been rolling in the late night with my og
running down, pressing n*ggas with a forty
i was trappin, flippin zips with my n*gga tony
i refuse to die and to leave my momma lonely

- westen lyrics

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