Straight Thuggin’ lyrics

by

Twista


(Kane)
Gangsta! (Gangsta)
Gangsta! (Gangsta)

(Verse 1 - Twista)
Gang-bangin murder with the killin, stackin Phillys to the ceiling
Bloody body chillin, can't fight the feeling, now I'm a Chi-Town building
And I'm rolling with New Orleans
What the f*ck enemies gonna bring to the table?
I'm gonna train to slain you
Rollin with my gangstas Kane and Abel
In pain can you sustain them cables hooked on your back
Who got you charged? Wanna get the mac off guard?
n*gga I don't know you so you better come hard
Get your nieces, nephews, and cousins
Takin bunches all of the sudden, who them n*ggas thats southern?
All the bullsh*t haters talking, I ain't stuntin
We're gonna be ballin never fallin rollin hundreds in a 600 benz
Steady stackin ends hit the block on 10, rollin with the twins
Merciless thugs, bustin off slugs
So your family didn't know where you was
Breakin the motherf*ckers off for the set dub 2000
It happened to lack for the love what?
No fear strike first
Gonna roll, strike first, don't fit
To the death, gotta ride til we die
We the one, then if you gotta try
Hollow points gotta fly, so holla bye, shorty don't cry
Hold yo chest up, you about to get touched
That's what you get for bein a hoe
And f*ckin with n*ggas like us
(Chorus - Kane and Twista 2x)

(Kane)
We're straight thuggin, straight thuggin
Straight thuggin, straight thuggin
(Twista)
Gotta get em all by the dozen
Better start runnin if it ain't no lovin for what
(Kane)
Gansta! (Gangsta)
(Kane)
We're straight thuggin, straight thuggin
Straight thuggin, straight thuggin
(Twista)
Gotta get em all by the dozen
Better strart runnin if it ain't no lovin for what

(Verse 2 - Kane)
Real ass n*ggas lets break some bread together
All you fake ass n*ggas yall gonna be dead together
n*ggas could never understand what the tec would do
Turn all you smart mouth motherf*ckers in a vest of bulls
In and out, in and out my bullets havin sex with you
Im triggafied n*ggafied, my n*ggas ride, i do
b*tches got no class like a substitute teacher
Disrespect that ass, take off my rings and beat ya
If i catch you doin bad, i got that right to heat ya
Put some tens in yo meter, twist that cap like a two liter
What on earth would possess you to push me, take off your skirt
b*tch show the world your pus*y
The kingpin most wanted kid run this gangsta rappin
Down with each other for life
b*tch it was bound to happen
Haters start yappin, n*ggas bound to start cappin
Kane and Abel in this b*tch now its time for some action
(Chorus 2x)

(Verse 3 - Sole')
Sole' hot pus*y down for my b*tches and sh*t
Thug n*ggas slug n*ggas for they riches and sh*t
Tight pus*y b*tch got these n*ggas lovin my sh*t
c*ck it back, rob you blind while you toungin my sh*t
Motherf*cker im the baddest b*tch, gonna get you for dope
I snatch up and blow, and lick you while i get you for more
And you ain't no droppin fellow when i get you and go
Kiss your lips then I kill you while im f*cking you slow (b*tch!)
My brigade bring the fury of storm im hot while you warm
Excelling n*ggas, reaching they norm u was sworn
Motherf*ckers wish they never was born
Sole' bless the mic n*ggas legacy worn
What, associal right handing my sh*t
Commandin my sh*t, blaze the land with my sh*t
Red zone motherf*ckers they was standin my sh*t
Spittin like these n*ggas, they ain't understandin this sh*t (b*tch!)

(Chorus 2x)

(Kane)
Gangsta! (Gangsta)
Gangsta! (Gangsta)
Gangsta!
(fades out)
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