(Intro)
Yeah nigga
Game from the mind of some real motherfuckin' thugs (thugs)
Fetty Chico up in this biAAtch (biaatch)
Bloow !! (blooow)
(Chorus) 2x
You wouldn't believe all the shit I see
(just a thug yes I'm only a thug)
That's why I spit this thug poetry
(walks like a thug talks like a thug)
Clown like a thug put it down like a thug
(Spice 1)
Release me to the belly of the beast
The jungle made of concrete
Real niggas die in they sleep
The strong prey on the weak
We gets down from dusk til dawn
Like quentin tarantino shakin' niggas up
In the neck like (Joe) Pesci in
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