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Thuggin
44 867
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Thuggin został wydany 21 lutego 2020 przez Corkoland Crazy Ent jako część albumu From the Cell Block 2 Yo Block, Pt. 2
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Data wydania21 lutego 2020
WytwórniaCorkoland Crazy Ent
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM90

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yatta
Yatta
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elii Beatz
Elii Beatz
Producer

Tekst Utworu

(Hmm, Elii)
Thuggin' 'til the sun up, I can't put my gun up
Run into the opps, I'll kill everyone one 'em
I done got my funds up, I'll get you touched up
I drop a bag, get you killed in front of your mother
Yatta on some other, I been on some other
'Cause they took my brother, that shit left me fucked up
I don't see my son much, but I love you, Bubba
Thankful for my son, but I should've wore a rubber
Thuggin' 'til the sun up, I can't put my gun up
Run into the opps, I'll kill everyone one 'em
I done got my funds up, I'll get you touched up
I drop a bag, get you killed in front of your mother
Yatta on some other, I been on some other
'Cause they took my brother, that shit left me fucked up
I don't see my son much, but I love you, Bubba
Thankful for my son, but I should've wore a rubber
I swear to God, I'm tired of all this fake love
Goin' through depression got me wanna take drugs
Losing faith got me wanna give up
But my family need me, so I can't give up
Fuck these ****, 'cause these **** fake as fuck
And fuck these bitches, 'cause these bitches fake as fuck
And when we ride, we want a homicide
And after that we double back, and rock the candle light
I swear to god if it's spunky, I'll let that choppa work
Retaliation wasn't back offensive, we was poppin' first
And he was banging on the net, and that's what got him hurt
Werko down for marijuana, he got all kind of work
The fake we done went through with the real so good, it's camouflage
Reminisce on better days, sit back and fantasize
**** we ain't throwin' white flags
**** straddle in the fence and got his life snatched
Yeah, yeah
Thuggin' 'til the sun up, I can't put my gun up
Run into the opps, I'll kill everyone one 'em
I done got my funds up, I'll get you touched up
I drop a bag, get you killed in front of your mother
Yatta on some other, I been on some other
'Cause they took my brother, that shit left me fucked up
I don't see my son much, but I love you, Bubba
Thankful for my son, but I should've wore a rubber
Thuggin' 'til the sun up, I can't put my gun up
Run into the opps, I'll kill everyone one 'em
I done got my funds up, I'll get you touched up
I drop a bag, get you killed in front of your mother
Yatta on some other, I been on some other
'Cause they took my brother, that shit left me fucked up
I don't see my son much, but I love you, Bubba
Thankful for my son, but I should've wore a rubber
Written by: Augustin Jack
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