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Thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. I knew this nigga that used to be large On the boulevard. This nigga was ballin' y'all, Big house driveway full of cars. This nigga would pull up in brand new Caddies Packed up full of broads. Boss, flossin', lawless ghetto superstar. Until some young niggas decided they was gonna pull His card. And one night when he came home, They was in the bushes in his yard. As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out The bushes, and let off they ammunition, But they didn't hit him, they missed. So homie ducked and rose back up, buckin' off His shit. And he put them niggas smack dead In the skillet, left 'em with his wig split. And one of the niggas, he dropped his gun And started to run. As soon as he took One step, that nigga was done, done, He was done. He took a shot to the Abdomen as he blasted the last one. He'll survive it, but they won't be alive to Tell that thug story. Livin' in the city is really no nuts, No glory, no nuts, no glory, glory, Glory. Thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. We come with Them guns, we come with them guns, we come With the heat that go bang. Bangin' them brains, deep in the hood, it still Is an everyday thing. Shit, just last week a nigga was coming from Work to feed his kids. Got caught in the crossfire, we couldn't think the Shit he did. Always the innocent feeling the losses In the ghetto. And if you're from here, You probably is a rebel. Done been through some shit, seen some shit you Couldn't bear. Only a few make it out, Niggas dead or in jail. I figured that I would just give you my Story. Forever I'm thugging, it's the only thing for Me. Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night Getting drunk. Prove I'm not a punk, selling my Yay on the first of the month. Smoking sherm Sticks and blunts, known for laying niggas down. Anything you want, I get it, I'ma claim the Whole town. I'm a nigga, you's a nigga, She's a nigga, here's some niggas. Wouldn't you like to be a nigga too? We got some, we got some... Thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got a story for your ass. I remember hustling down on the corner, that's what Bustas do. Then I got too hectic, wanted more Money, gathered my own crew. Why work so hard, let these other niggas stack My motherfucking stash, shit. Everything was good, I was feeling, but niggas got Greedy, aw shit. Recruited a broad, that's when Things went downhill. All she had to do was swipe his keys, Dump 'em and put 'em right back there. But I guess he seen her, 'cause we got There, he was waiting right there, there, Waiting right there. Shots rang out, everybody run except baby girl. I turned around to see your boy get one Of baby girl. And we can't leave her, not Like that, not like that. But damn, I think she gone, here come the Popos and we strapped. So we made our getaway and had to lay Low. But it ain't over 'til one of us Sees that crossroads. But damn, karma comes right back, comes right back. Same old nigga, shot dead over six Satan crabs, Damn. Thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories. You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories.