This is a song about "Thugs thugga"

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Back to the slums packed with psycho savages and thugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

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

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

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Great steeple in place to rest thugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Addicted, no the fuck way not to drugs, but adapting to these rhyming thugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs