Kevin Gates - Thuggin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Kevin Gates - Thuggin (en) Lyrics
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Yeah (I'ma just talk my
shit on this bitch)
Yeah, I'm just waiting on the blackberry
for the start up, bitch
Yeah, that bitch 'bout to start up in
a minute, you lil' pussy-ass bitch
You know what's happenin' with me, ho
I'll tell you, "Fuck you in your
face," boy (I'll tell you, "Fuck
you in your face," bitch)
White G Nikes, walking like trying
not to crease the front
White t-shirt, black Maybach, pop
the trunk, go get you one
Porter Ranch, mansion shoppin',
wifey pick out what she want
Yellow Bumblebee Mercedes, cooling
with my new lil' baby
Cully truck, bow in front, who
this? This for you, lil' baby
Pinky ring, bling-bling-blaow, no
sneaky links, I'm faithful now
Diamond chains, but chopper playing
matching diamond tennis bracelet
Trying to pop it on the slick like I
ain't turnt up 'round this bitch?
Community that you live in ain't
got a gate up or a fencе
Rolex watch don't fit your wrist, you
probably stole it from a trick
All my family stayin' wise, safе
to say we with the shits
If I catch you out of bounds,
I'ma do you somethin' sick
Yeah, take your lick, we thuggin'
All that dissing you be doin'
don't mean nothing
Real street nigga, know you
pussy, you be bluffing
Watch who you hang around,
turn your gangster down
Creep up on you, catch you
slipping, lay you down
TTG, trained to go, we don't
wait around (Yeah)
I'm a money getter (Money getter)
Up eight figures, liquid, bitch,
and I'm still getting richer
Fashion district, spend two-fifty
like I bought a Richard (Ayy)
I'm in Philly, all thick shit
like I ball for the Sixers
Pull up M3, M6, GT, Cyber
beast or the Urus
Six whips, half an M on a
kit, that's nothing, I spend
a 100K on my killers
I'm in the 'Raq with a fin and a Drac'
I've been totin' my Glock
since a lil' one
38, I wrapped it with
tape (You know that)
Used to fire the whole block
up and hit it (Skrrt)
Stash box in the V or the divot
Ride with no mask, we still
left off fifty (Grrt)
I ain't give no fuck when I did it
Plead the fifth before I admit it
Me and Gates, we apes and gorillas
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