Snoop Dogg - Thug Life lyrics

rate me

In the city watch me while I’m getting hale with it

She do it with no hands and I’ll be gone swiping

Oops, I think I made those riding

When I get that vane oh watch how she make it slid in

Get that pussy and you know I’m the liveliest

Introduce, no beat it up, no crime man

And I might be your bay cryin’

And is search, no stress out man

All the homies falling

And if she let me hit, the homies all here

Nigga if I needed it’s all a wanna pay

Cuz I’mma be as hungry as the last man

A young G but I’m a nigga with a damn plan

I keep a G like creeping the ’80

Man I beat your ass like an ’80 slaver

And say you try to help me but it sound like hate to me

But I’m wise like Doctor Kan on my own shit,

Get your own hands

Niggas they can’t get the head up cuz they ain’t friends

Nigga put that hole down

Better use your hands

Better get that drown round before your life end

And I ain’t never love for a fake friends

Or a fuck nigga, better duck nigga

Better hole money and thangs don’t get stuck in it

Good luck nigga

Slip this with the clip stick

Then they get a nigga with the slack shit

In a room full of miss fix

Plug it in, let it bang, yeah my shit bangs

Get brake like disquiet or sofa ass nigga with that face with some lipstick

Let me show you how I drip quick

Get chips and flips and take low trips

I zip that shit, ain’t come by lane

Down Mississippi and New Orleans

World is a motherfucker, let me verve that

Swipe dog, is a hoer

Yeah I heard that, you deserve that swag that lane

Making bang let it go, yeah

I blow their grain and left you to that thang

Living life it’s amazing, it’s amazing

So high, I can let this taste crazy

I feel like I’m the nigga in the matrix

I’m zipping codeine, I feel like I’m a patient

I stay those down like a medical blood that say no

Cope a cute ? I blow it real slow

Blow and smoke at the roof, girls know we truth

Get the bitch low, then I get it do what he do

Put the hole one to crew

We’re damn real team

I’m chopping real game, our choppers are duce

I chop some real game

Other niggas is goose so when I pass by the bitch

She gonna know all the truth

Eighty game grain and we already knew

We walk base in your face to prove

The realest nigga I don’t know bitch, give me the jewels

They never hate a nigga when he speaking the truth

I gotta keep it real, gotta stick in my room

Too me, you know my slam

Me and my niggas doin’ our things

We all gonna win

Fucking these models and fucking their friends

Got my hoers, in snooper prints

Pimpin’ nigga, look at my hands

Go ring on my fingers

Young nigga and I’m halla Davis

It’s like I lead throw injections

Ballers on it, yeah that’s my section

Getting money, that’s the only objection

Pow ? so I see my reflection

West, west hold it down for taxes

Yellow diamonds on my necklace

Pretty bitches betting naked

Young nigga living reckless

Like 21 guns to protect you

Ding dong with that fast life

So it’s on to the thug life

It ain’t no bad but I can’t never love my wife

Like I love my live, I never love you twice

I feel in love, is nice

Still lost in the days in the measure way

I’ll be blaze for days like Johnny

Morbid in a fixit lane is my hobby

We sorry, real nigga say savvy

Making for them bitches, take enough to track me

Real big blandish, you running to my canyon

That been blowing like a candle

Sabin, blowing, wiping in a valley

Roll OG, I’m nothing like my daddy

Few things on the way, I’m happy roll dog

And I’m learning with the passion

Ooh,

Did the young boy go to school

One prettier and reaching, and teasing you

They all in my business , I’m feeling like snop but I’[ more like pop

Learn a life lesson but I might get shot

I’m spreading and mention and it’s all that I got

We pray for progression and stick to the block

I’m feeling like Ioda, my analogy is hot