Thug Lyrics – G Herbo

Aye, bro, where the fuck them painkillers at
Yeah
Where they at
Uh
Yeah

If you on bat, you gotta run it home
2016, I was smokin’ thuggish ruggish bones
Yeah, he thought he was a threat, but now that sucker gone
Fuck with us and go left
Swervo, how you know that

I was right there on that one
I ain’t scared, I made my bed
I know I might not go to heaven
Hop out broad day, catch a man, Ni**a, fuck 4-7
And this life I live a gamble, hope I 7-11 (First roll)
If he snitch, he ain’t my friend
We sending folks to the Reverend (Let’s go)

Fuck my opps, I know they just hoes
Wanna sign to me, gotta catch a body, Ni**a, Death Row
If I’m out of breath, I’m still gon’ blow my whistle like a ref
I’ma rapper up some hats like King Von and Lil Jeff

Long live Cap, he had a shoestring on his TEC
Way too close to miss, we still put two beams on his neck
I turnt up my brothers and my mans like I’m OTF
They give Smurk a deal to take the stand, I know he won’t accept it
They gave Vonnie Slim some bands to flip and he fuckin’ kept it

Talkin’ bout flippin’ gangs, Ni**a
We was tappin’ brains, Ni**a
I was spinnin’ for No Limit way before the fame, Ni**a
Love them gun sounds, bap
Waka Flocka Flame, Ni**a

They don’t know Lil’ Herb and Big Swerv still the same Ni**a
I could do the AP or the Patek or the plain Richard
Love that water so much, we was outside in the rain fishin’
You don’t know how many Ni**a got killed ’cause they in the same picture
You don’t know how many Ni**a got hit for fuckin’ the same bitches

I could name some Ni**a couldn’t get in the whip with us ’cause they ain’t vicious
I survived the nine, I’m out in Cali with my iron, lane switchin’
If I pull up Benz, then it’s a 680, no 560
When I pull up trim, I spend a couple racks on fine denim

I seen Skino let off thirty shots when I was ridin’ with him
Blew my first time and hit a Ni**a, I wasn’t even tryin’ to hit him
Been through so much shit, I can’t even sleep at night, I’m fine with it

‘Cause I’m a thug, Ni**a
I’m a real thug
‘Cause I’m a thug
I’m a real thug

‘Cause I’m a thug
I’m a real thug
‘Cause I’m a thug
It’s the thuggish ruggish

‘Cause I’m a thug
I was really buggin’
‘Cause I’m a thug
Buy a 40, clutch it

‘Cause I’m a thug
Get up close and touch him
‘Cause I’m a thug
AK from Russia