Luni Coleone - Thug Shit lyrics

(feat. Skanless)

[Luni Coleone:]

Ugh

They call me Luni Coleone down to dump on a snitch

Fuck em all nigga this west coast bitch

Down with IMG nigga so im gang related

Spitting harcore shit fool I cant see faded

Im a Sacramento psycho (psycho)

Gone of the nitro (nitro)

Smash on a bitch then hit that ass when the lights go

Rolling down flowing pro perked off yak

I do dirt then ski skirt when I bust my caps

I bet a nigga lay down when his shit get hit

Got his body smelling worser than some week old piss

Its I Coleone wrapping it up like egg rolls

Keep your bitch jocking on some 20's of Dayo

On the go making my louchi up off the yayo

Niggas never knew Shotgun would spit with Skandal

But its real shit we been folks since high school

Doggin bitches ditching class and passing the dank fool

[Chorus: x2]

Who wanna fuck with some of this thug shit

We got game to make your main bitch love dick

To all my enemies when killing me nigga bump this

Ill have my niggas on your ass like some draws trick

Thug shit

[Luni Coleone:]

Ugh

We spit that thug shit everything is on a bitch

Hardcore living ghettofabulous on some real shit

Popping my collar we getting sideways

Banging gears big carpooling up on the highway

We kill em up mash on niggas like take a bone

I hit em up with the chopper once again its on

Now thug niggas raise them thangs up (thangs up)

And bust a cap up in the air if u dont give a fuck (give a fuck)

Grab your bitch by the neck and yell out slut (slut)

And tell your partna with his bitch ass he better duck

Thug living mafioso doing big things up off the heezi

Like your breezi at the mo teezi with a dick up in her kizi thru

I thought you knew Coleone make the shit crack

Like beer cans off my boots when im tore back

Thug living death or prison is our motto

Thug shit Coleone spitting hard with Skandal

[Chorus x2]

[Skanless:]

Skandal be the realla the nigga the big figga

Hustle hard go get her tell that bitch I wanna meet her

Player till I die but killa when I ride

Strapped armed and daily its a struggle to survive

So I keep my mind on my paper and my head on straight

You could ask my folks who the Coleone fool its been that way

Since high school been the same fool

With the same tool with the same rule every bitch nigga must lose

Cuz ive paid dues and got my ranks from bringing bad news

To hoe ass niggas that be acting just like you

You brand new like young niggas smoking boo boo

Im old school like real niggas smoking green jewels

Bringing the pain none of that to no gain

Its like the mutherfucking sun without no goddamn rain

Skandal fuck the whole world high as a kite

Ask my peep Shotgun I bet we ride tonite

Come on

[Chorus x2]

Thanks to Dennis Johnson for these lyrics