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LETRA
The Thug Song Rappers be like new whips, two chains, big house, more fame Money, power, cash, hoes, dripping swag and puffing dro And I'm just like, "Can I get some gas and a burrito bowl?" Cash to pay that extra price to add some fuc*** guacomo-- In it I admit it I ain't rich but I've been chilling Easy living, riding shotty in my Honda Civic I'm balling on a budget I've been thugging using benefits Trigger happy niggas playing too much Sega Genesis Wow Like Lemmings we follow the crowd Reciting lines more recycled than merry-go-rounds, like The beat is sick, but when I spit, I give it laryngitis And when I talk, these women flock, I call them Gallimimus I just kind of wish that I could say that I hang with a gang Claimed that I'm strapped with an A.K. that goes bangity-bang-bang Slang bricks full of chronic and quality cocaine But I'm shamed to say I got the brain of a nerdy asian kid The f*** am I supposed to rap about? I hate math and Adderall is the one thing that can calm me down - Damn Assume Illuminati is involved I heard there's like a number you can call I would tell 'em, yo... I just want to be a thug Throw my hands up in the air and shoot a gun But I'm not really cool I just do what I do, cause I just want to be a thug On my own, here we go I'm a black and white american A halfrican american A shade that baffles scholars on the roots of family heritage Too black to get a skin tan, too white to not want it Too black to not start sweating when I see police coming I'm on the brink of a sabbatical breaking free from the casual Finding my inner chi releasing a spirit animal No f*** that cus peaceful niggas always be getting shot at So here out I'm gonna bust rounds like I'm gunning for money and glory There's always one kid telling girls he's a thug How he's squeezing on them pieces and selling them drugs We went to the same school, why you trying to be tough You ain't a baller yous a bitch, what you need is a hug So let them ignore me Never believe in my story Women will never adore me Hardly in with all Hollywood cool crowds - too hyper, normal and corny Damn, could use a couple lessons in my swag but maybe kids won't think I'm such a f---fake Don't get me wrong, I'm not a hating Just a little bit bitter I can't talk about bad bitches and liquor I'm not the type of dude that can rhyme ni*** with ni*** I barely remember roots and I was never into Swishers I'm so hippocratical A vegan and a cannibal Scalene and equilateral My brain just told me I should probably calm down and try to answer the question "Do you really like rap, or just crave the attention?" I said... [Chorus x2]
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