Ain't A Thug

If I ain't a thug, you think I ain't a thug

Then tell me what I am

'Cause if I ain't a thug, why do I feel this way

Why the steets stay on my mind

Since I am a thug, why do why'all get so mad

Why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life

If I ain't a thug then why'all tell me who is

How many other mutha fuckas why'all know can do this

Yea I'm a thug fo ever and I never ever

Disrespect the game or cross one of my niggas (listen)

Slippin' already cost one of my niggas

So I better select the fools that I be chillin' wit

And I don't know nothin', didn't hear or see nothin'

I can't remember, but yet still I won't forget 'em

I'm from the dark side, born and raised in a thug life

And I'm out the city from the drug dealers and wise guys

If I ain't a thug, then you explain it 'cause

How come a young nigga livin' so dangerous

And why my name always somehow involved in stuff

It's obvious, why'all can't target us

Yea I'm a thug nigga, but I ain't a drug dealer

Three time convicted felone, so should I know better

From day one I've been thuggin'

And I'm lovin' every minute of it

So all you crittics and haters I'm sayin mutha fuck ya

I don't like ya, and therefor I don't trust ya

You couldn't shake me up, now you tryin' to set me up

It's bad enough we had it rough when we was growin' up

You killed Pac and Biggie, now try to kill us

But I throw my Fos up, 'cause I'm foeva fo sho

A thug rebal fo certain, that's why I never listen

I ain't the snitchin' kinda nigga

Yo, and I'm a different kinda nigga

So you bustas can't leave me

Ain't no centamental nigga

I'm sittin' on spinners nigga

So when I'm draggin' my Denim

Don't you bustas try and hit em (hear me)

I'm from the parts where the stars like to hear the stars

Quality sound beatin down in each and every car

Givin' them hell like I'm David Chappelle

Prostitute boy there with plenty dick for sale

Since I am a Thug, that's why you listen to me

'Cause I'm a T.H.U.G. officially, you see

A lot a niggas still doubt a nigga

So when they conversatin they be playa hatin' bout a nigga

But I expect them to, what else they supposed to do

When they dead broke and I got more flow then they do

And they mad 'cause I don't fuck wit them

Oh well stay mad 'cause I don't kiss niggas ass (bitches)

I'm too busy bein' a real nigga

So if you fuck wit me

You can fuck around and get killed nigga

The truth is Mr. Dollars is the real deal

Hell I'm the mutha fucker made county bail (yeah)

And I'm strictly for the Thug 'cause I'm showin off

And I'm quick to straight fuck a nigga (what)

Huh, pussy nigga, what

For my mutha fuckin' thugs