MASTAMIND - Thug World lyrics

What?! Let's Go, lets ride

Fuck wrong with this nigga?

Fuck this nigga tryin ta do somethin?

Gimme the motherfuckin keys, let's go

Got this nigga right, y'all mothafuckaz ready to ride

We gonna take this bitch downtown

By 7 mile west to east, pull up to the club

Park this bitch on the curb, its like

UH, another day another hit

I'm on some other shit

Um, stay up off my maw buckin dick

Too, if you got issues with me, don't make me diss you

Tell yo bitch to come here, I like what her lips do

Gangsta mental, never sentimental

Hollar out the window bitch what you tryin ta get into

I got minimal love for women who fuck

Ride wit me tonight, bitch and hit me when ya grow up

Suckas lookin at me mean, cause my shit clean

I'm sick a this scene, but not sick a gettin me screens

Its in my blood now, sex money and drugs now

Its fucked up now, the world is run by thugs now

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HO! HO! HO!

Its fucked up "Its fucked up"

The world is run by thugs now

HO! HO! HO!

We like what now? "WHAT?!"

The world is run by thugs now

Aw shit the nights young, disciples done

Might as well clear out, the cops might come

Fuckin blue lights, with the red in em

The shit we do at night? Cops say fuck it cause we done

scared em

How they expect us to ride, turn this thug shit off in

known light

Jeckyl and Hyde shit for the rest of my life

I'mma be reckless and high, check the eyes

Better be some bitches on the set when we arrive

Quick to say this party dead, too many hard days

The only thing that starts is a carnival of carnage

And I just came to gain, see what this hoes talkin bout

Get into a gang a thangs

Y'all suckas ain't sayin shit can't see me

Who you talkin to? Don't let me hafta buck at you

Break somethin off in you

I'm down for that Detroit dogshit

We could destroy all this if you call it

Y'all talk shit I'm walkin c'mon

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I'm worth bout 10 in the industry 20 mil in the streets

That Natas nigga with the hottest product dealin the sweets

We make ya head hurt when he network this punk

Mastamind and I pledge to kick this bitch on junk

The party don't start without me don't diss or doubt me

When I'm in the house its all about me, mothafucka

Put my shit on the curb, when I finish the swerve

Hop out bumpin that Natas shit ya heard

We make it sound like the ground might break

We get down like the biggest niggas holdin down weight

Its a duty to me I raise my right hand and truly believe

Nothin but that wicked shit rule the streets

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