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They call me the youngest headbuster walkin'
Thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin'
A guerrilla till I die, bless me when I'm dead
But for the bread I bring ya anybody head

That's how I play it, I don't hold back
I tote gats be on the spot where ya sold crack
Nigga feel played then ya fuckin' get blown back
I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old mac
Now blocka nigga, get off me

Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up
Won't play with me like I'ma choke that bitch up
Keep it on the turf, I might be killin' to get mine
New prints on the back, I make a million in big time

I'll always be a thug until I'm crippled and crazy
I'ma always stay close with Suga Slim, Wayne and Baby
Runnin' with a team off cut-throats and backshots
All day bullshittin' neglagince and homicides

Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit
Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit

Thugged Out, Cash Money ha
B.G Juvenile ain't funny ha
We try to get that paper like Bugs Bunny, ha
Yo we in the projects with my little honey, ha

Yo, what up Kiko? It gets real. check it
We got's this chicks to slauve that right out of Kansas
Heyyo, these countless bitches
We used to fuck 'em on campus
You my roley ha ha
I'm your roley ha ha

Fuck with us, we leave you nigga fuckin' holy ha
Semi-Latin cruise down to Baton Rouge
Then I got a Hummer that's sittin' on 32's
But for the hood we got the East coast locked

Magnolia and Iraq now that's my spots
Come anywhere near there and still be shot
Prat niggas, shot niggas, shot niggas, shot niggas
Shot, shot

Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit
Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit

From N Y to N O, Thugged Out and Cash Money
I'm a thug B, how you gonna stop hungry
We eatin' pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies
Run up in hood honey's, it's all good sonney

Throw your sets up nigga, throw your side up nigga
Ride or die young nigga, get high young nigga
Stay fly young nigga
Do what you gotta survive young nigga

Live we fly down in New Orleans
Get it purpulatin'
You smell me keep that fire green circulatin'
Thugged Out with Cash Money

Thugs we stash your arms
Weeds get blazed from your face till feet
With us all we stay deep got beef we're surroundin'
My niggas cock back macs from here to some 'the houses

Get rocked or get it on if you bout it
'Cause boy, you're in the zone
You take routes quick like Roy Jones

Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit
Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit

Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit
They call me the youngest headbuster walkin'   Thugged out in all black, calicole sparklin'   A guerrilla till I die, bless me when I'm dead   But for the bread I bring ya anybody head      That's how I play it, I don't hold back   I tote gats be on the spot where ya sold crack   Nigga feel played then ya fuckin' get blown back   I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old mac   Now blocka nigga, get off me      Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up   Won't play with me like I'ma choke that bitch up   Keep it on the turf, I might be killin' to get mine   New prints on the back, I make a million in big time      I'll always be a thug until I'm crippled and crazy   I'ma always stay close with Suga Slim, Wayne and Baby   Runnin' with a team off cut-throats and backshots   All day bullshittin' neglagince and homicides      Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit   Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit      Thugged Out, Cash Money ha   B.G Juvenile ain't funny ha   We try to get that paper like Bugs Bunny, ha   Yo we in the projects with my little honey, ha      Yo, what up Kiko? It gets real. check it   We got's this chicks to slauve that right out of Kansas   Heyyo, these countless bitches   We used to fuck 'em on campus   You my roley ha ha   I'm your roley ha ha      Fuck with us, we leave you nigga fuckin' holy ha   Semi-Latin cruise down to Baton Rouge   Then I got a Hummer that's sittin' on 32's   But for the hood we got the East coast locked      Magnolia and Iraq now that's my spots   Come anywhere near there and still be shot   Prat niggas, shot niggas, shot niggas, shot niggas   Shot, shot      Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit   Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit      From N Y to N O, Thugged Out and Cash Money   I'm a thug B, how you gonna stop hungry   We eatin' pop bubbley in beef we pop dummies   Run up in hood honey's, it's all good sonney      Throw your sets up nigga, throw your side up nigga   Ride or die young nigga, get high young nigga   Stay fly young nigga   Do what you gotta survive young nigga      Live we fly down in New Orleans   Get it purpulatin'   You smell me keep that fire green circulatin'   Thugged Out with Cash Money      Thugs we stash your arms   Weeds get blazed from your face till feet   With us all we stay deep got beef we're surroundin'   My niggas cock back macs from here to some 'the houses      Get rocked or get it on if you bout it   'Cause boy, you're in the zone   You take routes quick like Roy Jones      Cash Money niggas, they don't play that shit   Thugged Out niggas, we don't play that shit      Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit