Red and
Black
Jay lookin' like a ball player
Pimpin' like I'm
Motown, rockin' all gator
Baby, have you ever seen a black card?
I'm livin' good,
countin' money in the backyard
Pay it up, the city with me on the dug
I'm off of kerosene,
Hennessy, and
Coke, boy
What you got up in your pockets is a joke,
boy
Ha -ha, you thought it was a show, boy
I pulled up, your whole crew went,
oh, boy, give it up
I'm all up in the function
of some kitty -crackin'
Bottles in your face like some
Similac
Baby make you itch, girl, up in the back
Crazy how fast I can spin a rack
Spin around, they lookin' at you
like you in a trap
They don't know we graduated,
they don't know we get it back
Flippin' product in the hood,
same thing as gymnastic
Let me give you how the hell you fit in that
Get it poppin', throwin' rattles
Show me somethin', throw it back
We shuttin' down the club, boy
You ain't know what you was
messin' with a thug, boy
Thug boy, thug boy, thug boy, thug boy,
thug boy, thug boy, thug boy
Baby, I came from the
belly of the pop
From the belly of the pop
Don't nobody wanna pop
Don't nobody wanna pop
We can get it pop
We can get it pop
Don't nobody wanna pop
Baby, this is thug life, thug life, thug life
Baby, this is thug life, baby,
this is thug life, thug life, thug life
I told you, baby, this is thug life
Atlanta know me for the re -up, uh
Vegas know me cause I'm in the
desert on the sand
Making sure the money clean up, uh
Then I'm on a plane,
never see me on a stand
Test me, you never even get
a opportunity to talk to a
D .A.
Arrest me, I hire the officer who put the cuffs
on me on a sentence from the state
Food stamp, if you wanna
pinch me like it's
Green
Day
But
I'ma make it green even if it seem late
Marsh
Madness in
Indiana with a key pay up
Or
I'ma let the magazine spray
I'ma let it go
Gucci dustin' back, it's the work in it
Red carpet, hoes in the blunt,
we perpin' it
Picture your motto with some guns,
cause you workin' it
Range
Rover, got your whole net workin'
You don't make enough
What you make last year, my
God
You a played out rapper, drug dealer
Rockin'
IZI with an iPod
Many players snap music up loud
And your escort thinkin' you a icon
In the jungle, you a rat and I'm a python
Just a piece of dinner that I got my eyes on
Uh, you say you so drugged, boy
You ain't know that you was
messin' with a thug, boy
Baby, I came from the belly of the pop
Don't nobody wanna pop
We can get it popped
Don't nobody wanna problem with me
Baby, this thug life
Baby, this thug life
Thug life, thug life, I told you,
baby, that's thug life
I would never let a hater take me down I'm on a jet,
never see me in the ground
Put a beam on you, you're a clown
Run up on a fake boy with a four -pound
You the slug boy, no love boy
It's a new world, I'm the emperor, boy
Tell the angels in the sky,
say, what's up, boy?
You ain't know that you was
messin' with a thug boy
Thug boy, thug boy, thug boy, thug boy,
thug boy, thug boy, thug boy
Baby I came from the belly
of the popper
Don't nobody wanna pop it
We can get it popped
Don't nobody wanna rock it with me
Baby this is thug life
Baby this is thug life
I told you baby this is thug life
.
Craig Craig 
