This is a song about "Hood thug crips"

Hes got on some crips kicks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

30 chains on, bet the light work

You thought you got thug life mastered.

Still living the thug life

Rollin' down the four o five

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

I said my lesson was learned but i continue to thug

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

I'm chillin' in this hood

Better than your bitch would

Like im some sorta thug

I love you though i'll still fuck