Slim Thug - Chi-Raq lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Thugger

Last of a dying breed of the thrill niggas

Ain't too many real niggas

On the beat or on the street, on everything

I kill niggas, I been the boss, I beal niggas

Took plenty out the hood, but you can't feed 'em

If they ain't hungry

Grandma Howl misunderstood

Was broke without a pot to piss

Got on my grind till I got rich

How do you think I got this?

I'm still on top, you ain't got shit, nigga

Independent, no help, nigga

Did it all for myself, nigga

Yo major still gettin' paper, yo label made you a shelf, nigga

One deep and they know and they drop here, no strap

Street niggas just fuck it up, they know I ain't no rap nigga

I post it up in that trap, nigga, still one hundid

Ain't neva change

They see me out everywhere they go

These pussies out, they lookin' strange

Fuck fame, don't fuck with me

Niggas still can't fuck with me

Since 17, I've been a G

That mouth side still stuck with me

You punks seen my pedigree

I seen it come, I seen it go

Tryna keep up with a howl nigga

But they can't survive, they too slow

Neva stop, still want mo'

But that .44 with my fofo

My lil' niggas now grown killaz

That will show up to your front door

Foc foc, I gotta front, tho

I live everything that I say, mane

And you niggas pop till you get exposed

Loose some chains then loose yo fame

I ain't fuck with no losers, mane

I'm still winnin', ain't neva ending

Live like a boss, I'm still spending

My smile face still from the beginning

(Hook)

Thuggin'. Yo

(What thugger talked the same shit on every track)

(The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes)

(The jewelry, the hoes)

(The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes)

(The jewelry, the hoes)