笨小笨Thug In The Street (Explicit)歌词由Eve&L.O.X.&Drag-On演唱，出自专辑《Scorpion (Explicit)》，下面是《Thug In The Street (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Thug In The Street (Explicit)歌词完整版
Thug In The Street (Explicit) - Eve/L.O.X./Drag-On
Lyrics by：Kasseem Dean/Eve/Styles/Sean Jacobs/Jason Phillips/Mel Smalls
Composed by：Kasseem Dean/Eve/Styles/Sean Jacobs/Jason Phillips/Mel Smalls
Produced by：Kasseem Dean
Y'all know it's on again right yeah
Now y'all know y'all done ****** up right
Y'all know you can't **** with double r yeah
So why the **** y'all keep tryin'
Ruff ryders
I'm a thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you ******* with me I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog let the gun gun bang
I'm a thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you ******* with me I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog let the gun gun bang
I be the D-R-A-G dash
Y'all niggas foot slim 'cause bullets
Make your feet fast
We throw babies in the trash
Drag don't play with little gats
Crib like mcdonalds nothin' but big macs
And quarter pounds
***** place your order now stay in line
I only **** with broke niggas that
Straight depend on crime
You straight p***y so **** your a*s cap
'Cause in jail they'll put your
Cap where your a*s at you a*s black
Projects that's where drag at
Yeah ya got heart
But if I don't got my gun that's
Where ya gon' get stabbed at boy
As a young I never grabbed that toy
Drag was taught to grab that and ask
Where the cash at
You think we shoot his pocket sides
Deuce-deuce the 25
Come on
You ain't takin' 'em nigga
You threatenin' lives
I ain't frontin' ************
I don't shoot no legs
I'm tryna see if your brains really look like eggs
Or is it just that commercial
Your brain on d**gs
Now it's a total different look
From these shotgun slugs
To get rich it could take less than two days
I'm like them little beepers halfs
And bullets two-ways
**** vests my **** go through toupéés
I'm a thug in new york and when I'm on your set
We the apartment where they filmed good times at
***** what the **** I'm a thug nigga
I'm a thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you ******* with me I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog let the gun gun bang
I'm a thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you ******* with me I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog let the gun gun bang
Weight on my back hate in my heart
Blood in my eye
Foot on the gas blunt in my mouth
Lovin' the ride
Hand on the gun ear to the street
Back to the wall
Mind on my money while I'm clappin' at y'all
I got niggas in jail crack in the hood
Hustle in south
Fiends and customers that run in your house
I got family ties I'm handy with knives
I live my life in the ghetto nose candy and 9s
I'm deeper than most
Sleep with it close wake with a demon
Have visions of the whole
World shaking and screaming
I was born to be a leader
But if the game was dirty
I was born to be a cheater
You talking to me greezy
I was gone to get the heater
You tell me what you know about blow
Gettin' dough and straight warrin' with a meaner
Frontin' in a benz or I was soarin' in a beemer
Lyin' in the cut
The gun is straight running
Like a tire on the trucks
If he is real or a liar put
The plier to his nuts
Or the fire to his guts
'Cause niggas is too soft
That heat make niggas cool off
**** ice I'm tryna cop the crew lofts
So we can be back in effect
I throw the barrel to the back of your neck
And hop back in the 'vette
'Cause everybody is a felon with loot
They say rap is like dust and
We the only ones sellin' the juice
I'm a thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you ******* with me I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog let the gun gun bang
I'm a thug in the streets and I know what to do
If you ******* with me I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog let the gun gun bang
******* is so sick they throw up
So scared they don't
Even come around in places that I show up
Go 'head nigga put your dough up
Me against who nigga grow up
******* choke can't even get their flow up
I ain't got no fear
'Bout you ******* in the industry
Actin' all confused
Don't know who you supposed to be
Chickens lost steady worryin'
'Bout who's d**k is tossed
Stop stallin' better get this
Thing before it's gone
But I ain't mad 'cause I ain't
Gon' pass it on
Callin' askin' can you get on
My **** 'cause your cash is gone
You won't get no sales off of me ***** please
Pitbull run with dogs I don't like fleas
I'm a thug in the streets
And I know what to do
If you ******* with me
I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now
I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog
Let the gun gun bang
I'm a thug in the streets
And I know what to do
If you ******* with me
I'ma **** with you
I don't give a **** now
I'ma do my thing
Like a ************* dog
Let the gun gun bang
