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Memphis Bleek

Genres: Hip-Hop

You A Thug Nigga Lyrics - Memphis Bleek

Shit, I'm here now, where it's at? I'm there now 

When I walk through the club the real have stare-downs 

And I walk by, lil' nigga play the short guy 

Pockets is grown, when I cock it, it's on 

 

You believe that, all the chickenz be where the treez at 

Car hoppin' bitches be where the V's at 

I plot to get mo, stacks and a crib 

Sometimes I hear that L.A hold a gat in the crib 

 

Can't relax in the crib, niggaz did max bids 

Niggaz clap shit, ain't no actin' in this 

You a playa? Well nigga, who you workin' for? 

Coz who coachin that team that you be otin for? 

 

When I ride by, I know you lookin' to spray me 

But I got a ghetto bird that go half on a three-eighty 

It's the game of life, you it, so play it right 

Bitches like you, M E M P H Bleek, yeah right 

 

Is you a thug nigga? Then bust a slug, nigga 

It's no love nigga, we true thug niggaz 

Streets is mine, one nine double nine, we shine 

Niggaz stack one's, act and and catch one 

 

Is you a thug nigga? Then bust a slug nigga 

It's no love nigga, we true thug niggaz 

Streets is mine, one nine double nine, we shine 

Niggaz stack one's, act and and catch one 

 

Yo, all the money and the gunz is nothin' to me 

Coz I could withstand the challenge within' or without me 

Am I right, youngblood? If not, correct me 

Y'all ain't got enough money for y'all to check me 

 

You six feet, eight inches, 400 pounds 

Of made niggaz that get broke down 

This is not a joke now, I'm serious, you feel it in the voice 

Don't make me fill this gun up and leave a nigga moist 

 

I'ma get-by criminal, you hear my material 

I'm Bed-Sty born, my next stop gone 

Nine trey, shit I had to run through my PJ's 

Cracked floor to nine four till the gatz blow 

 

Put the snakes where the ratz go 

And I shut down shop coz I'm burnt this block 

Its on fire, shit's on fire, shit, you can't call me a liar 

Take a look at my rims that bring out my tires, motherfucker 

 

Is you a thug nigga? Then bust a slug nigga 

It's no love nigga, we true thug niggaz 

Streets is mine, one nine double nine, we shine 

Niggaz stack one's act and and catch one 

 

Is you a thug nigga? Then bust a slug nigga 

It's no love nigga, we true thug niggaz 

Streets is mine, one nine double nine, we shine 

Niggaz stack one's, act and and catch one 

 

Who don't believe me? Guaranteed to be PG 

Young niggaz, yo momz won't let you see Bleek 

I'm too explicit, if I talk it, I live it 

So you little niggaz listen, we play our position 

 

I travel light and carry big heat 

Roll deep? Neva, it's nine-nine, so whatever 

Don't never play Bleek, my squad'll harm you 

Send a bunch of Arab cabbies through to bomb you 

 

I smoke dub-sacks, used to fuck thug rats 

Now I sit in in the section of bitches above that 

Where my thug niggaz, slug niggaz, tear da club niggaz 

My I don't give a fuck niggaz, it's no love niggaz 

 

Is you a thug nigga? Then bust a slug nigga 

It's no love nigga, we true thug niggaz 

Streets is mine, one nine double nine, we shine 

Niggaz stack one's act and and catch one 

 

Is you a thug nigga? Then bust a slug nigga 

It's no love nigga, we true thug niggaz 

Streets is mine, one nine double nine, we shine 

Niggaz stack one's act and and catch one 

 

Is you a thug nigga? Bust a slug nigga 

It's no love nigga, what nigga, what nigga? 

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