Текст Boosie Badazz – Thug Life

Aw shit, you know what this is
(This for the motherfuckin’ streets, nigga)
Hmm, thug life
(This for the gutter, nigga)

Seein’ J’s on the corner when I’m walkin’ out the school
Wasn’t in my head but in my eyes, I’ma loot
Me and my lil’ dude and we pack a .22
Fuck ’round if you want, I’m gon’ put this bitch on you
Roosevelt Street Projects, hittin’ niggas up
Can’t stand bitches, man, they set niggas up, wet niggas up
I promise I done seen some cold shit
Niggas slicing throats of the ones they roll with
Four shit, no ho shit, this the life I dove in
Can’t go right, this thug life chose me
Nigga get on the corner, I seen this shit as a kid
Most my uncles in the pen, this the life a nigga live

Thug life (This that thug shit)
Why did you surround me with this life? (Thug life)
Do you care whether you live or you die? (You know what this is, nigga)
Thug life (Four shit, no ho shit)
Thug life (Bitch ass nigga)
Nothin’ to lose, I’m gon’ ride tonight

Daily fightin’, mama, can’t we all get along?
Marvin Gaye, where you at? Right now they need a song
Uncle cook my coke, think he goin’ in my zones
Had to learn to cook my own and it ain’t even take me long
Turned the rap money to the trap money, now it’s up

Thug life (He a ho, fuck that nigga)
Why did you surround me with this life? (Straight up, nigga, help me, God)
Do you care whether you live or you die? (I don’t even motherfuckin’ know, nigga, I don’t give a fuck)
Thug life (Straight up)
Thug life (This all I know, nigga)
Nothin’ to lose, I’m gon’ ride tonight

Police tryna take my energy (Thug)
Bitches sleepin’ with the enemy (It’s thug)
Lil jits packin’ guns (Jits packin’ guns)
It ain’t safe where I’m from
Daily fightin’, mama, can’t we all get along?
Marvin Gaye, they need a song
Daily fightin’, mama, can’t we all get along?
Marvin Gaye, they need a song
Daily fightin’, mama, daily fightin’
Can’t we all get along, ‘long?
Thug life