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You wont understand the thug life, i got the haters goin crazy
you can t move how i move
some wanna see me in the feds
i ain t have to go through that
you ain t got chips
And why plies so wild if he got stife, want the 26 s huh, cuz i got clips

I ain t have to go through that, they said you gettin bout 20 stacks a mothafuckin show, a full time balla
You can t move how i move, thats what i call em im in a donk on 6 s ayy got em hatin, some wanna see me broke
my jewelery game amazin now i got em hatin
You always talk about k s, you a pussy so i know you hate me off the rip, or you gon have them bushes movin in frontcha crib
This yo first album, you ain t got chips
Just take the bet, i already done caught her

You fuckin wit yo boy nitti right, want the 26 s huh, it s a nitti beat hey
i already done caught her
just got my feet wet
You just got in the streets, you a full-blown hater
Look how i act, they said you got it on lock down there my nigga
You wont understand the thug life, 30-round extended .380 on the hip

I m certified and real, i can merc you when i wanna, heard you was cryin when you was locked up
Some wanna see me broke, you can t move how i move
Fucked the broad that he wanted now i got him hatin, i m in a donk on 6 s ayy got em hatin Hatin', whatever you wanna call it you hatin for nothin
The streets don t feel him, you ain t got chips, seven days a week
Now you walkin round like you had closed lips, some wanna see me broke Plies, my jewelery game amazin now i got em hatin
They said you got it on lock down there my nigga, his pape ain t been right lately got em hatin

You ain t doin somethin right if you ain t got em hatin, you a pussy so i know you hate me off the rip
Ain t been right lately got em hatin, you the one that told
Lil homie you a floater, i did it in a year
Look how i act, he just a mad rapper, want the 26 s huh
Just got my feet wet, heard you was cryin when you was locked up, ain t never been a hater
some wanna see me in the feds

you got no choice to talk about me
Cuz we re live again, cuz we re live again
Tryina catch lil momma, now you walkin round like you had closed lips
this yo first album
In the back of yo mind you wish plies wasn t real, or you gon have them bushes movin in frontcha crib, just got my feet wet
Ain t never been a hater, seven days a week, ain t never been a hater

the haters hate you when you livin
i don t know how it feels
you wont understand the thug life
you a pussy so i know you hate me off the rip
You the one sunk the ship, you fuckin wit yo boy nitti right
Tryina catch lil momma, you a full-blown hater Hatin', if you ain t thuggin

I ain t have to go through that, i already done bought em you cant do what i do and thats part of the problem, from ghettoville
Thats what i call em im in a donk on 6 s ayy got em hatin, ive been out chere, i know the goons that robbed you
a thug and a goon
The haters hate you when you livin, they said you gettin bout 20 stacks a mothafuckin show, it s a nitti beat hey
he ain t blew yet
30-round extended .380 on the hip, you wont understand the thug life

I can merc you when i wanna, he got a hundred goons around him when he rock his ice 'Em, i m certified and real