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Thuggin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Duece Amillie
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: Jerry Kimble




Duece Amillie - Thuggin' Lyrics




Put that on my momma
Buss it no problem
Gangsta's and robbers
Fixed us we charged up

I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up

I remember growin up we ain't have shit
Nope
We ain't have shit
I had to get off my ass and chase a bag quick
Nobody gave a f*ck
But they love you when you up
They'll kick you when you down
Didn't you hear that sound
We was runnin thru the streets of lock
We'll heat the block
And then we hit the field
Where this shit get real
My momma gettin worried
My Daddy didn't like it
Them pussy niggas talkin
BOOM BOOM BOOM
We did the piping
It's the same way til this day
Imma gangsta til my grave
I'll mask up hit ah lick
Til the end its E.C.J.
You rap niggas just talkin
If i said it then i did it
I'll kill one of you niggas
Yeah, i said it and i meant it yeah yeah

See alot of you nigga's just be rappin
But you aint talkin bout the life that you live nigga
We really gangsta ova here nigga
And we buss that thang nigga
Two guns up nigga Duece Amillie

I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up

Look at me now you see i'm charged up nigga
Them niggas mad cause they aint charged up wit us
And that's a fact
Man you niggas whack
When you see me
Dont you give me dap
'Fore i grip the gat
40 on me
Make me give you that
See i be on that block
I wanna ball
So i feed em that rock
I like her jaws
So i feed her that cock
And im that cream of the crop
My name ring bells
Ya man is peter pan poppin
I be wit this side
Yeah, i bleed wit this side
If you ain't bout that shit you talk, you cant be with this side
Aint no peace wit this side, you cant eat wit this side
And if you beef wit one of us, you gotta beef wit this side ayye

See i aint out here portrayin myself to be somebody that i really aint
This Gangsta shit real ova here man
K.M.B. man
They already know what it is man
Carolina boy for real
Lets Go

I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
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Put that on my momma
Buss it no problem
Gangsta's and robbers
Fixed us we charged up

I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up

I remember growin up we ain't have shit
Nope
We ain't have shit
I had to get off my ass and chase a bag quick
Nobody gave a f*ck
But they love you when you up
They'll kick you when you down
Didn't you hear that sound
We was runnin thru the streets of lock
We'll heat the block
And then we hit the field
Where this shit get real
My momma gettin worried
My Daddy didn't like it
Them pussy niggas talkin
BOOM BOOM BOOM
We did the piping
It's the same way til this day
Imma gangsta til my grave
I'll mask up hit ah lick
Til the end its E.C.J.
You rap niggas just talkin
If i said it then i did it
I'll kill one of you niggas
Yeah, i said it and i meant it yeah yeah

See alot of you nigga's just be rappin
But you aint talkin bout the life that you live nigga
We really gangsta ova here nigga
And we buss that thang nigga
Two guns up nigga Duece Amillie

I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up

Look at me now you see i'm charged up nigga
Them niggas mad cause they aint charged up wit us
And that's a fact
Man you niggas whack
When you see me
Dont you give me dap
'Fore i grip the gat
40 on me
Make me give you that
See i be on that block
I wanna ball
So i feed em that rock
I like her jaws
So i feed her that cock
And im that cream of the crop
My name ring bells
Ya man is peter pan poppin
I be wit this side
Yeah, i bleed wit this side
If you ain't bout that shit you talk, you cant be with this side
Aint no peace wit this side, you cant eat wit this side
And if you beef wit one of us, you gotta beef wit this side ayye

See i aint out here portrayin myself to be somebody that i really aint
This Gangsta shit real ova here man
K.M.B. man
They already know what it is man
Carolina boy for real
Lets Go

I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
I been thuggin since a youngin and I put that on momma
The choppa hold ah 100 and i buss it no problem
Grew up with some killas, dealers, gangstas, and robbers
We was down broke money fixed us we charged up
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Writer: Jerry Kimble
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