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Thuggin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Priceless
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Bjorn Herbert




Priceless - Thuggin' Lyrics
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Price way
Thuggin' foreal,
You know I'm thuggin', I'm thuggin' foreal
Aye
Price, I be thuggin' foreal
You know I'm thuggin' foreal
I'm thuggin' foreal
These niggaz be buggin' foreal
You must be a fool if you think I ain't bussin' foreal
I get that shit how I live
Hop in the Booth
Spit that fire, this shit ain't no drill
Yeah this that shit they gon' feel
My dawg told me do that shit big
I feel like Shaquille
Aye, cappin' (They cappin',they cappin',they cappin')
Stop talkin' that shit that you don't do
I put in work on the Pro Tools
(I put that shit on the street)
I bless the mic wid my vocals
This shit would prolly touch your soul too
I got hittaz, niggaz, I got soldiers
I got bitches always tryna f*ck me
Damn, dat bitch dusty
F*ck her one night, now she say that she love me
I had to tell that bitch don't get too comfy
Soon as I nut, bitch i'm back in the Country
Rollin' up Gas, this shit ain't no Lumbi
Light that shit up
Ooo dat bitch funky
F*ck it, this THC got my nose runnin'
Please don't run up on a nigga, we gunnin'
Ready or not, tell them niggaz we comin'
Walk wid them sticks in the streets, we be drummin'
Just like the heart beats
Niggaz dying as quick as they heart beat
Dump his ass in the sea, let the sharks feast
Niggaz know about Price, I a born Beast
Hit the road, I strapped up like a car seat
So much smoke in the whip, bitch i can't see
Baddest bitch wid me look like a Barbie
I cannot f*ck wid her (Aye)
Look, I cannot f*ck wid her if she ain't bossy
Disrespect, bitch, I don't let that f*ck pass me
Plus I move solo, I don't need no Posse
But I got troupes, just like the Army
And they 'gon shoot, this f*ck ain't no dance be
Youngins, they quick to pull up wid a 40
Three to yah fitted, you don't stand a chance be
I grew up on the Hillside
I know some niggaz that did time
Same niggaz told me Big Slime
Only bars you should be behind is when you spit rhymes
Wah the f*ck does go on wid these lil guys
They gon' hate to see me do it big time
Like Keem and Soul, I keep a ill mind
But don't worry bout me dawg, I been fine
Price, I Be thuggin' foreal
You know I'm thuggin' foreal
I'm thuggin' foreal
These niggaz be buggin' foreal
You must be a fool if you think I ain't bussin' foreal
I get that shit how I live
Hop in the booth, spit that fire
This shit ain't no drill
Yeah, this that shit they gon' feel
My dawg told me do that shit big
I feel like Shaquille
And this right here, this just in case you young punks forget
Just keep your f*ckin' loose change and pay me my Respect
This that real Z6ne shit
Original money makers In the building
You feel me?
(Haaahaha) Get the f*ck outta here
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Price way
Thuggin' foreal,
You know I'm thuggin', I'm thuggin' foreal
Aye
Price, I be thuggin' foreal
You know I'm thuggin' foreal
I'm thuggin' foreal
These niggaz be buggin' foreal
You must be a fool if you think I ain't bussin' foreal
I get that shit how I live
Hop in the Booth
Spit that fire, this shit ain't no drill
Yeah this that shit they gon' feel
My dawg told me do that shit big
I feel like Shaquille
Aye, cappin' (They cappin',they cappin',they cappin')
Stop talkin' that shit that you don't do
I put in work on the Pro Tools
(I put that shit on the street)
I bless the mic wid my vocals
This shit would prolly touch your soul too
I got hittaz, niggaz, I got soldiers
I got bitches always tryna f*ck me
Damn, dat bitch dusty
F*ck her one night, now she say that she love me
I had to tell that bitch don't get too comfy
Soon as I nut, bitch i'm back in the Country
Rollin' up Gas, this shit ain't no Lumbi
Light that shit up
Ooo dat bitch funky
F*ck it, this THC got my nose runnin'
Please don't run up on a nigga, we gunnin'
Ready or not, tell them niggaz we comin'
Walk wid them sticks in the streets, we be drummin'
Just like the heart beats
Niggaz dying as quick as they heart beat
Dump his ass in the sea, let the sharks feast
Niggaz know about Price, I a born Beast
Hit the road, I strapped up like a car seat
So much smoke in the whip, bitch i can't see
Baddest bitch wid me look like a Barbie
I cannot f*ck wid her (Aye)
Look, I cannot f*ck wid her if she ain't bossy
Disrespect, bitch, I don't let that f*ck pass me
Plus I move solo, I don't need no Posse
But I got troupes, just like the Army
And they 'gon shoot, this f*ck ain't no dance be
Youngins, they quick to pull up wid a 40
Three to yah fitted, you don't stand a chance be
I grew up on the Hillside
I know some niggaz that did time
Same niggaz told me Big Slime
Only bars you should be behind is when you spit rhymes
Wah the f*ck does go on wid these lil guys
They gon' hate to see me do it big time
Like Keem and Soul, I keep a ill mind
But don't worry bout me dawg, I been fine
Price, I Be thuggin' foreal
You know I'm thuggin' foreal
I'm thuggin' foreal
These niggaz be buggin' foreal
You must be a fool if you think I ain't bussin' foreal
I get that shit how I live
Hop in the booth, spit that fire
This shit ain't no drill
Yeah, this that shit they gon' feel
My dawg told me do that shit big
I feel like Shaquille
And this right here, this just in case you young punks forget
Just keep your f*ckin' loose change and pay me my Respect
This that real Z6ne shit
Original money makers In the building
You feel me?
(Haaahaha) Get the f*ck outta here
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Writer: Bjorn Herbert
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