Thuggin’ It Up

Lyrics

[Intro] Geah Geah Uh (Uh) C'mon, yeah (Right) C'mon, uh Err [Verse 1] I comes from the depths of Hell Where - killin' niggas roam Illegal mobile phones, .4-5's and .9's that's chrome Abbreviated sets is where they MAC's (MAC's) Crack sales in stacks Government pay no taxes If One Time roll through they get hit up No bulletproof vest protects that chest Blood gets spit up (Yeah) You can't believe it like AIDS with Eazy (Uh) Fools be droppin' when I be Poppin 'em straight lookin' greasy (Yeah) Damn, why the fuck do they live like that? How come Every lil' park boy carry a gat? (I don't know) Pull car jacks and drive-by's on innocent by (I don't know) standers (Oh) Intimidate niggas who can't stand us (Yeah) So, baby, don't be caught nappin' In clubs, we scrappin' on blocks We cappin on niggas, we straight snappin' (That's right) The way you livin' ain't worth a fuck (Geah) We straight thuggin' it up, geah, c'mon (Geah) [Chorus] Somebody say Geah Somebody say Geah (That's right) Somebody say, uh We straight thuggin' it up C'mon, nigga [Verse 2] I walks around with the Glock's all day Puttin in work that Compton way (Compton) Back pocket of the khakis where the rag sticks out One Time comin' fast (yeah) I hear the cluck shout, but, uh It's too late, I done stuffed the rocks up in my ass But I dash like the flash quick fast to get my cash 'Cause ain't no future in this frontin' (Oh) Corners I bend to get more ends (Yeah) On fools, I'm dumpin' (uh), and to my homies, I got clout Baby Black's got stack and my mom's tryna figure me out Where the fuck you get that chain around your neck, son? (What?) Where the fuck you get your hands on that damn gun? (Geah) I said, "Mama, please" (Uh) 'Cause I got dreams of slingin' ki's, rollin' on D's Bear with me 'cause this life is fucked (Geah) Straight thuggin' it up, come on, geah (Uh) [Chorus] Somebody say, uh Geah Somebody say Geah (That's right) Somebody say We straight thuggin' it up Geah Compton Yeah, uh West-Side (Yeah) Somebody say, uh We straight thuggin' it up [Verse 3] Shit ain't worked out to good 'Cause jealous ass fellows got my name floatin' all through the hood (Loc) So now I rolls with the 9 (Yeah) Watch my back for the pack and even One Time Mom's on nervous status (Uh) Put her on tha midnight train like Gladys (Geah) I see some headlights late night in the mirror (Uh) I make 2 turns, they make 2 turns, now it's time to burn I hits the pedal then I jet (Uh) Duckin' while they buckin', I'm buckin' back cause I ain't dead yet (Uh) I caught 2 slugs from his chrome (Damn) But he caught 2 slugs in his dome (Pop, pop) Now it's time to take me home And I'm lyin on my back (Geah) Spittin up blood, and I'm thinkin' to my muthafuckin' self (Uh) No more livin' in the life that's fucked (Geah) Die thuggin' it up, geah, c'mon, uh [Outro] Somebody say Geah Somebody say Geah (That's right) Somebody say, uh We straight thuggin' it up C'mon, uh Compton, uh Somebody say WESTSIDE! Somebody say, uh Geah We straight thuggin' it up, uh C'mon Straight thuggin' it up C'mon, geah Straight thuggin' it up C'mon, sing! (Uh) My homie Short Casual Tight Loc Rest in Peace Geah Uh