This is a song about "You thugs"

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

What you think i flow for? y'all niggas is old dog

She don't really care about anyone advice

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

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

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