This is a song about "Thugs thugga"

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

I wanted the money and never the fame

True thugs, guzzle mugs, jugs, mean mugs, no hugs,

European model white bitch is eating donuts

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Could become somethin’ great, but would rather beat thugs,

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Another time for the thugs that need love

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces