โหลดเพลง mp3 Gotta Be Thug - Fabolous

Gotta Be Thug (Bonus Track Amended Version) - Fabolous
Written by：John Jackson/Ken Ifill/Ernesto Shaw
Fabulous

Get it right

Uh yeah

Uh Brooklyn it won't stop

Fabulous
Get it right

It won't stop

Get it right

Yeah
What yeah c'mon

DGS Jaleeta what yeah

Yo fabolous strive for digits even connive to get it
Can't tell me nothin' dun the 5 is kitted
For dead presidents any cat alive can get it
I walk around covered in ice like I survived a blizzard
Got enough chips to bribe you wit' it
Pay off security at clubs get my guns and knives admitted
I'm the type that gets tried and aquitted
If my vibes ain't wit' it I pull the four five and spit it
Then n**gas run to the precinct and describe who did it
Come home and find the necks on their wives are slitted
I got n**gas on my side comitted
To leave you and the driver splitted
With your brain spilled inside your fitted
Fabolous the only way to I'd him is in a five BM
Puffin' sticky green 'till my eyes be slim
Operate with more chips than IBM

With me and make the news at five pm
If y'all see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If y'all see chrome on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug
No info I'm I'm leakin' it gotta be blood
If my earlobes are hangin' it gotta be studs
If the b**ch on her knees it gotta be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug
Don't wanna play around they see how calm I do things
Swarm in a blue range armed with two flames
Flex play my joints drop bombs like Hussein
Catch a cataracts glance at the charm and new chain
I got coke in every part of Brooknam that you name
Want it when you wave firearms their views change
End up havin' to move they moms to Ukraine
Get ADT alarms and new names
Come in the club under each arm is two dames
Buyin' bottles of dom with my loose change
Hate me now' cause I catch the eyes of dimes
Flooded the hood with tee's the size of dimes
Ride through the hood with chrome pokin' off the wheels
I'm in the game tryin' to get broken off with mils
Shove the gun in your mouth have you chokin' off the steel
Love the band but the chicks open off the grill
If y'all see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If y'all see chrome on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug
No info I'm I'm leakin' it gotta be blood
If my earlobes are hangin' it gotta be studs
If the b**ch on her knees it gotta be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug
I'm ready to address the haters and underestimates
Hop in the truck ride up on y'all like escalators
Hit ya chest up leave you hooked to respirators
Bed ridden talkin' to investigators
Now these ladies will do anything just to date us
'Cause we skate around on ice like escapaders
Dressed in gators in peace I'm restin' haters
When police come for me fly west to Vegas
Ridin' or dyin' know I'm ridin' with iron
Smoke compartment in the dash that I'm hidin' the lye in
My pockets is fat y'all accounts is on slim fast
I'm twenty with twenty's on a M class
Just give me head it won't sweat your hairdo out
We ain't tryin' to hear you out we tryin' to air you out
Make ya'll run to the stores and clear clue out
'Bout to put cameras in the truck take the rear views out
What n**ga
If y'all see me gettin' locked it gotta be drugs
If y'all see chrome on the truck it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to haters it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug
No info I'm I'm leakin' it gotta be blood
If my earlobes are hangin' it gotta be studs
If the b**ch on her knees it gotta be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be it's gotta be thug