Представляем точный текст композиции "U A Thug" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Caz . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «U A Thug» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Caz передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Caz - "U A Thug"
Lyrics to U A Thug : (feat. Ice-T, Layzie Bone) [Layzie Bone] A to Z Steve Lo, ball around the motherfuckin globe Nigga and you know how we do this here Nigga we do that there Pull up a chair, bitch [Layzie Bone x2] Livin legends in your presence Learn the lessings we stressin Its all platinum We make it hot, hot, hot [Caz] You can call me, too sweet Knock a nigga on his back Penetentary six, Im swingin on the track Call me Bruno the Barge Im livin much too large Muscle hard, disregard before I pull your card Known to hauck hard, when I entered the spot Pull some Cott but funk twelve on the dot You think Im not, heres the plot Hair layed, game played Back late at the Snootie Fox hittin some Bray Aint no reason to hate Nigga I aint chosin my fate Im a pretty motherfucker Like a faggott wanna go straight So wait, and let these pretty niggas speak If you continue to doubt Ill pull your bitch before next week Nigga, Layzie, Caz, and Ice Make ya gonna return like Old Spice Nigga high, Yellas back in Well even Mack-10 can join the club Even though he bangin Blood This a pretty nigga clique Pock a stick and we dip [Chorus: Layzie Bone] Oh you a thug, you a thug, you a thug, nigga what So bust ya gun nigga, if you a thug, nigga what What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, nigga what So throw it up nigga, cuz you know we gettin crunk Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, nigga what Dont press ya luck nigga, cuz you know we throw this up Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga what So bust ya gun nigga, if you a thug, nigga what [Layzie Bone] My nigga Caz gave me the gat, and you can believe Ima blast Nigga Ima smash and get this cash, makin you niggas think fast Nigga at last, its real shit, the type of shit we bring your way Caz, Layzie, and Ice-T and nigga we got them throw aways Go away haters, and the fake then had they time Nigga gone breakthrough with this rhyme Nigga Ill break you with this nine Nigga its all about perfect timin, feel me Or til the Lord call me home And nigga you bet we still be, hustlin tryin to get that dolla Holla, holla Swervin in Impalas, and nigga we stay and heat em up Beat em up Caz, put your hands on these fools Take these fake ass niggas to school Show these fake ass niggas the rules Now yous fuck em, fuck em, buck em all (all, all, all) And nigga we see your ass at the mall And nigga we still ballin Callin these bitches, like "Hey ho, what up bitch" (sup be-atch) And they cant stand me But quick to give me the patties, guess the public demand me Understand we lookin good nigga, and we dressed to impress Puttin it down for the north, south, to the east, to the west [Chorus] [Ice-T] Who is the, gangsta rap inventor' Slam like the Lakers at the Staples Center Big pimp representer Half you motherfuckers mentha Knocked ya main bitch and bent her Left her with a baby in her Im mainly known for endless funds, blastin guns Boostin bitches, cars with switches Known to rep the hardest city out on the west Known to break a bitch in an hour or less The indoor gun buster, the crowd mover Quick to bring the gravity to ya, with the 9 roover Reach out and touch ya with the chrome duster The pearl clutcher I started this shit and this the thanks I get You fake Killa niggas get no dap, play the back Dont O.G. me when you see, no eye contact Cuz you could find yourself layin on your back Lookin up at a blurry paramedic, Ice says [Layzie Bone] Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, nigga what (Livin legends in your presence Learn the lessings we stressin Its all...) Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga what (Livin legends in your presence Learn the lessings we stressin Its all...) [Chorus] [Layzie Bone x3] Livin legends in your presence Learn the lessings we stressin Its all platinum We make it hot, hot, hot [Layzie Bone talking] M-F-S, K How we do this there, we get that K Thats right nigga (thats right) Layzie Bone (Layzie Bone) Ice-T (Ice-T) Pretty boys up in here With more toys than yall, we hittin switches, cockin glocks And lettin all yall bitches know it dont stop Yea, yea, yea its all plat.... We told you how them Yellow niggas was makin a comebac [ U A Thug Lyrics ]
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