humble gz, waunny g, tg man & qg meer - thuggin & buggin lyrics
[intro: humble gz]
i told you this n_gga was nice, bro
like
i told you this n_gga was nice
n_gga, like, grrah, grrah_grrah, boom, n_gga
nay nay, n_gga, lo lo, cj, drizzy, aggy
like, lefty, melly (like, grrah, y’all know what the f_ck is goin’ on, n_gga, this a f_ckin’ takeover)
grrah, grrah_grrah, boom, n_gga, every dead opp in my f_ckin’ blunt, y’all know what the f_ck is goin’ on, n_gga
he said, like, all black in case i gotta—
[verse 1: humble gz]
i could never do bad, i was out takin’ risks (on bro)
n_ggas know how i get when it’s time for them trips (when it’s time for them—)
citizen app, somebody hit (grrah, rraow)
hang out the v and throw six like a bid (baow_baow_baow)
like, step aside, just me and twin
shot after shot tryna go for the win (on bro, like)
like, free 2milly, bro stuck in the pen (babiiez)
evеry time an opp die, n_ggas think that we did it (n_ggas think that wе—)
like, red dot, put the beam on his fitted (put the beam on his—)
glock on my hip, sh_t the size of a midget (grraow, grraow)
like, like, f_ck lo bands, anybody that’s mentionin’ pizz, come and get it (like, lo lo)
wal got shot and that boy had his bl!ck, like, why the f_ck you didn’t cl!ck it? (n_gga)
nay got packed ’cause he threw up the wooo, like, dumb lil’ kid should’ve stayed up in pivot (grrah, grrah_grrah, boom)
[chorus: humble gz]
now we back to the fort, drizzy and aggy got sent to the lord
b_tch, i’m with ford, run up, get torched (n_gga)
like, n_ggas keep sayin’ my deads in they song, but in real life, we up on the score (grrah, baow_baow_baow)
like, cj (rrah), gunna (rrah), malik, catch kay glizz and we makin’ it four (baow_baow_baow, we makin’ it four, n_gga)
[verse 2: waunny g & humble gz]
like, i’m the n_gga they all wanna meet
like, b_tch, i’m yellin’ out, “wooo” (like, wooo)
he say it back, he gon’ get left in the street (baow_baow_baow)
we spin the ville, we don’t stop for the d’s
like, i’m just waitin’ to see who i see (like, gdk)
wait, mori, lo is deceased
somebody tell him to get off his knees (like, lo lo)
spinnin’ through bamaz, i’m tryna creep
why the f_ck is these lil’ n_ggas mentionin’ me? (baow_baow_baow)
r2r to my d_ck, better stay with your g (baow_baow_baow)
n_ggas ran over sha, tell him stay out the street (baow_baow_baow)
i’m with relly, no, he ain’t flockin’ from deep
like, throw up the rake, that be the day that me and tg man hop out the v (rrah, rrah)
[verse 3: tg man & humble gz]
i fell in love with chasin’ n_ggas down (rrah)
[?] got hit in they crown (like, hit in they crown)
nayshawnk, wooo, b_tch, man down (nay nay)
cl!ck— that’s the sound (grrah, grrah)
g2c clearin’ out the crowd
i lost the makk, you don’t know how i felt (like)
(i be thuggin’ and buggin’ like i’m off a—) rrah, baow_baow_baow
every time that i bend, i’m ready to k!ll (i’m ready to—)
slide or provide, i did both (i did both, n_gga)
catch lil’ jus, he better have his toast (like)
free lil’ mori, brodie on go (grrah)
catch me an f, put the beam on his nose (put the beam on his—)
nay nay should’ve owned him a pole (nay nay)
now he up there with lil’ bando (like, lo lo)
you know how many n_ggas i made get low? (grrah, grrah)
tryna duck him a hot one like limbo (folks)
d_ckhead n_gga, you too slow (stupid)
spinnin’ and spinnin’, gettin’ tired of this sh_t
sike, n_gga, i’m out of this sh_t (that’s the gz on the kirk)
me and humble, the kirk, tryna make us a spliff
dodge a hat and a double, like, two different clips (n_gga, gdk)
big four_fifth, that sh_t got a kick (like)
ask marquesha, you know how i get (grrah_grrah, boom)
[verse 4: qg meer]
so much opps at the ‘spital when they gettin’ packed (frrah, frrah)
i walk with a thirty, i could never lack (grrah)
i’m smokin’ on melly ’cause he got my pack
like, ypfk, them n_ggas gettin’ clapped (grrah, grrah)
stupid, i might just slide with a makk
brand_new knock with a beam on the back (like, grrah)
free sl!ck, was dunkin’ sh_t like shaq
k greased, i got that sh_t for my dead
smokin’ mellz, i know them n_ggas is sad for the fort (boomer)
them n_ggas crossin’ out bad (like, grrah)
cake works, i’m not tryna dig up my stash, like (grrah)
i do not f_ck with no b_tch, you act like you with it, we doin’ you bad (grrah)
i never needed no v, i did a drill, then i hopped in a cab
[chorus: humble gz]
now we back to the fort, drizzy and aggy got sent to the lord
b_tch, i’m with ford, run up, get torched (n_gga)
like, n_ggas keep sayin’ my deads in they song, but in real life, we up on the score (grrah, baow_baow_baow)
like, cj (rrah), gunna (rrah), malik, catch kay glizz and we makin’ it four (word to my mother, we makin’ it four, n_gga)
[outro: humble gz]
like, grrah, grrah_grrah, boom, n_gga
y’all n_ggas know what the f_ck is goin’ on, n_gga (melly, melly)
i’m with tg man, waunny g, n_gga, qg, n_gga, smokin’ boomer, drizzy, aggy, styles, cj, malik
n_gga, y’all n_ggas know what the f_ck is goin’ on, n_gga, y’all n_ggas can’t f_ck with us, n_gga
ain’t no category, n_gga
n_gga, r.i.p. pizz, n_gga, r.i.p. [?], n_gga, y’all n_ggas know what’s goin’ on, n_gga
free all the guys, n_gga, free sl!ck, free [scodie?], n_gga
said, like, drizzy, aggy
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