This is a song about "Thugs thugga"

Amen, they say you only live once

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I don't give a fuck whether or not you hang with thugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

Misled by mtv and bet, turning to thugs,

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Say you if you were to stuck up in the noon between the thugs,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad