Текст (слова) песни: Max Minelli - Do Ya Thug Thang

Ooh,we fend to (Plus Connect)
make a mess with this right`chea
(Camp Life, In the LSR my nigga) Uh
It`s young Minelli nigga, young Minelli nigga
(Camp Life my nigga, My thugggg thanggg)

[Verse One]
If you got it, let it slap (Do ya thug thang)
Mane `Lac chrome on black, with headbussa`s in the back
I`m a sav` out the box (Do ya thug thang)
Thirty-one colors, hard tops, whole wood, ridin` chops
Let me set the Camp off (Do ya thug thang)
I`m a drop yo tramp off, beatin` harder than y`all with my amp off
Holl`in` "I`m a fool" (Do ya thug thang)
I`m so cool, I walk slanted like fat people`s shoes
So thowed in the game (Do ya thug thang)
And if a nigga blowed in the game, then I sold him a thang
I ain`t fenna to stop shit (Do ya thug thang)
My shit
Hot shit
Hit ya cut
Stack, cop shit
Like oooh..

Hustlas count a grand to this
I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this
I was cool on the cut, cause I had to be
I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me
I`m hollin` at my hustlas, count a grand to this
I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this
Ain`t a nigga fenna slang shit after me
Still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me

[Verse Two]
And all my homegirls shakin` to the beat (Do ya thug thang)
If he tryin` to hit, make him lay you on hundred dollar sheets
And ride you on leather seats (Do ya thug thang)
Take you on trips to the beach, pretty face, pretty feets
Bounce `till it get numb (Do ya thug thang)
And watch every nigga from my hood get retarded and dumb
Now put`cha white cups up (Do ya thug thang)
Catch me bailin` out of court Monday morning, keep my case on the tuck
Like you don`t know nuttin` (Do ya thug thang)
And if it don`t leak, I`ma hit you up and we can blow somethin`
I`m a pimp to my bones (Do ya thug thang)
Man I left my ho`s at home, watchin` Jenny Jones
Like oooh..

P-Poppers shake ass to this
I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this
I was cool on the cut, cause I had to be
I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me
I`m hollin` at my P-poppers, shake ass to this
I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this
Ain`t a nigga fenna slang shit after me
I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me

[Verse Three]
Pants saggin` till `ey touchin` the floor (Do ya thug thang)
Pssht, you too concerned nigga, stop handcuffin` them hos
I have `em touchin` they toes (Do ya thug thang)
Come and kick it wit`cha dog, I`m a hog, so you cuttin` fa show
And trickin` ain`t my style (Do ya thug thang)
Mane, I kick mo` bitches out than Destiny`s Child
Who they askin` fuh?
Ridin` on passenger?
We`ll Jack yo shit and sell it back to ya
We hustle hard in the bricks (Do ya thug thang)
Still the same click, standin` in the front yard, slangin` zips
Tryin` to let my cake stack (Do ya thug thang)
Make that
Trick shake that
Like that
Take that
Like oooh..

Hustlas count a grand to this
I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this
I was cool on the cut, cause I had to be
I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me
I`m sayin` say P-poppers, shake ass to this
I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this
Ain`t a nigga fenna slang shit after me
I Still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me
Like

[Max Minelli Talking]
(I`m gone)
Southside, Northside, Eastside, Westside, Your side
Thug nigga, uhh. Gangsta bitches, hoodrats, and hos
It`s goin` down like..
For that `Ville, uh, Layfair, uh. Goin` down motherfucker
Baton Rouge my nigga, uh
H-Town, yeah, New Orleans, yeah
Mississippi hah? yeah

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Max Minelli - Do Ya Thug Thang Ooh,we fend to (Plus Connect) make a mess with this right`chea (Camp Life, In the LSR my nigga) Uh It`s young Minelli nigga, young Minelli nigga (Camp Life my nigga, My thugggg thanggg) [Verse One] If you got it, let it slap (Do ya thug thang) Mane `Lac chrome on black, with headbussa`s in the back I`m a sav` out the box (Do ya thug thang) Thirty-one colors, hard tops, whole wood, ridin` chops Let me set the Camp off (Do ya thug thang) I`m a drop yo tramp off, beatin` harder than y`all with my amp off Holl`in` "I`m a fool" (Do ya thug thang) I`m so cool, I walk slanted like fat people`s shoes So thowed in the game (Do ya thug thang) And if a nigga blowed in the game, then I sold him a thang I ain`t fenna to stop shit (Do ya thug thang) My shit Hot shit Hit ya cut Stack, cop shit Like oooh.. Hustlas count a grand to this I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this I was cool on the cut, cause I had to be I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me I`m hollin` at my hustlas, count a grand to this I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this Ain`t a nigga fenna slang shit after me Still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me [Verse Two] And all my homegirls shakin` to the beat (Do ya thug thang) If he tryin` to hit, make him lay you on hundred dollar sheets And ride you on leather seats (Do ya thug thang) Take you on trips to the beach, pretty face, pretty feets Bounce `till it get numb (Do ya thug thang) And watch every nigga from my hood get retarded and dumb Now put`cha white cups up (Do ya thug thang) Catch me bailin` out of court Monday morning, keep my case on the tuck Like you don`t know nuttin` (Do ya thug thang) And if it don`t leak, I`ma hit you up and we can blow somethin` I`m a pimp to my bones (Do ya thug thang) Man I left my ho`s at home, watchin` Jenny Jones Like oooh.. P-Poppers shake ass to this I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this I was cool on the cut, cause I had to be I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me I`m hollin` at my P-poppers, shake ass to this I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this Ain`t a nigga fenna slang shit after me I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me [Verse Three] Pants saggin` till `ey touchin` the floor (Do ya thug thang) Pssht, you too concerned nigga, stop handcuffin` them hos I have `em touchin` they toes (Do ya thug thang) Come and kick it wit`cha dog, I`m a hog, so you cuttin` fa show And trickin` ain`t my style (Do ya thug thang) Mane, I kick mo` bitches out than Destiny`s Child Who they askin` fuh? Ridin` on passenger? We`ll Jack yo shit and sell it back to ya We hustle hard in the bricks (Do ya thug thang) Still the same click, standin` in the front yard, slangin` zips Tryin` to let my cake stack (Do ya thug thang) Make that Trick shake that Like that Take that Like oooh.. Hustlas count a grand to this I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this I was cool on the cut, cause I had to be I still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me I`m sayin` say P-poppers, shake ass to this I`m so motherfuckin` not a ham with this Ain`t a nigga fenna slang shit after me I Still smoke a lot, even though it`s bad for me Like [Max Minelli Talking] (I`m gone) Southside, Northside, Eastside, Westside, Your side Thug nigga, uhh. Gangsta bitches, hoodrats, and hos It`s goin` down like.. For that `Ville, uh, Layfair, uh. Goin` down motherfucker Baton Rouge my nigga, uh H-Town, yeah, New Orleans, yeah Mississippi hah? yeah Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Do Ya Thug Thang: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/15995.html Все тексты песен: Max Minelli » Max Minelli - Do Somethin` » Max Minelli - G.S.P.N. » Max Minelli - Do Ya Thug Thang » Max Minelli - Hustla High » Max Minelli - 3 Prayers » Max Minelli - My Hood Рекомендуем скачать: » Шелег Михаил - Я ТЕБЯ ХОЧУ ! » Шелег Михаил - ПАМЯТНИК МИШКЕ ЯПОНЧИКУ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Прожил жизнь. Впрочем, вру » Шелег Михаил - ЧТО ТЫ ЗНАЕШЬ ПРО МЕНЯ? » Шелег Михаил - МОСКВИЧКА » Шао ? Бао ! - Не верь » Шухрат Хусаинов - Давай, моя милая, будем прощаться... » Шелег Михаил - СВЕТКА-СВЕТОФОРЧИК » Шуфутинский Михаил - Ты далеко » Шамиль Абряров - Ах, откровенно петь и плакать... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящается художнику Любови Старцевой » Шуфутинский Михаил - Поседевшая любовь моя » Шухрат Хусаинов - Коридором, так уставшим от криков... » Шамиль Абряров - Полдень » Шамиль Абряров - На просвет » Шухрат Хусаинов - Когда-то я костюм носил, клянусь, что это было... » Шелег Михаил - ДОЖДЬ » Шелег Михаил - КИРПИЧИК СИЛИКАТНЫЙ » Шуфутинский Михаил - Так вот какая ты » Шамиль Абряров - Медленный день
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