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YG - I'm A Thug Pt. 2 (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Larry James Sanders
Larry James Sanders
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry Jayy
Larry Jayy
Producer
David Pizzimenti
David Pizzimenti
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga Bandana and some locs Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga Still chuck the 4 Don't trip, I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Now I got that money, everybody love me I'm a thug nigga, I might drop someone I'm a thug nigga, I might flock someone I'm a thug nigga, make the foreign do a donut If I like her I'ma hit it, I don't care who fucked I'm a thug nigga, I don't smoke hookah I fuck bitches and talk about who walls looser What it look like, what it smells like? Does she know how to give the head right? Ay, all my homies feel like, "Fuck life" Pop tag, nigga, fuck price They say I'm wrong but I feel so right Straight out the gate with the Glock on my side I don't turn down fades I don't got feelings, I feel no ways He was cryin' when he was in that cage He probably bleed for seven days, nigga Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga Bandana and some locs Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga Still chuck the 4 Don't trip, I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Now I got that money, everybody love me I can Blood walk to this, I can Blood talk to this Can't you see I'm feelin' myself? Back back, let me talk my shit It go, Big Budda, Slim-Foe, Psycho, Lil' Tick, Tiny Train and Bool Boy Try me? A nigga wish Jay man, Big Trill, Money and Charley Hood Shout out to the IFs, I used to bang with in Inglewood Baby down from Villain Gang Little note from Miller Gang Burger GD and Hog from Swans, they be havin' things Q Ball, Lil' Wolf, free Troop and Baby Budda All my young niggas, the whole hood love them boys They're some shooters Big Rat, Little Rat, both with the gun clap One in jail for the bank lick The other went down for the straps Tiny Rob, Heavy D, Mike Lee from Nutty Blocc Turtle 3 and G-Man from 'Tana Blocc Baby Odi, Tiny Creep, both of the Smiley B's My young nigga Shawn Mack from Inglewood NHP Big beef from NHP, the homegirls from the tree Put that on some, on P's, nigga Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga Bandana and some locs Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga Still chuck the 4 Don't trip, I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Now I got that money, everybody love me
Writer(s): Larry James Sanders, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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