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​Wanna Be Thugs

This song is by Mobb Deep.

Uh huh, yeah, here comes another one
And niggaz gon' know what I'm talkin' about
(Most def, most definitely)

Aiyyo Hav' man
(Yeah)
Kick that shit, my nigga
Check me out yo, uh huh, yeah

Wanna be thugs, there's sugar in they tank
Wanna be thugs, no cash in the bank
Wanna be thugs, up North get raped
Wanna be thugs, flashin' jewels get ganked

Wanna be thugs, there's sugar in they tank
Wanna be thugs, no cash in the bank
Wanna be thugs, up North get raped
Wanna be thugs, flashin' jewels get ganked

Yo, I seen all types be the victim of a kite
Be like them, silly fishes be the first one to bite, yo
They see the cheese but they don't see the trap
Not a real live cat but a real live rat

You got broken guns, the first to run
First to leave, first to abandon your team
Yo, you wonder who I'm talkin' about?
I'm standin' right next to you ass
The one that you got in doubt

First to shout, to get you into some bullshit
Now you're all drownin' 'cause loose lips sink ships
Do you like Hav'? He be like, "Hell no"
It works, 'cause you know that the fuckin' truth hurts

I just, let niggaz bring 'em down in the day, they cool
After six they throw on the nightgown
Loud sounds, expected after sundown
Man down, half crowns get shot down and right now

Wanna be thugs, there's sugar in they tank
Wanna be thugs, no cash in the bank
Wanna be thugs, up North get raped
Wanna be thugs, flashin' jewels get ganked

Yo, aiyyo, we leave niggaz with dry blood on they face
Put slugs where your bones at, break you off a taste
Shots of tequila, plenty Henny, we drinkin' heavy
Smokin' dust, dunn I brought mez tabs with me

And to my mamis on ecstasy
C'mon, we can bungee in the V.I.P.
We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz up, show niggaz what it's all about

It's us, the best of Queens, handguns to minks
Top fashion, we flash and bang
Niggaz think they Flash Gordon, we snatch the link
'Cause we mafioso and you the average dick

Kid, we send messages through bottles
Crash your face with the Mo, have glass all in your nostrils
And run through y'all niggaz like the shits
Kick niggaz with the boots, dukes we get biz, you'se a

Wanna be thugs, there's sugar in they tank
Wanna be thugs, no cash in the bank
Wanna be thugs, up North get raped
Wanna be thugs, flashin' jewels get ganked

Written by:

Johnson Albert; Muchita Kejuan Waliek