Il testo della How a thug like it

C-murder

Jd turn it up, ya heard me, yea
C-murder, uh huh, oh, yeah mm
Ha what? uh huh, uh, ah ha, ah ah
Uh huh, uh huh, uh, ah ha, ah ha
Uh ha, brat, c-murder

You talk a good one shorty, you make me sweat
How a thug nigga like a girl?
Nice and wet
You makin' me hot and horny with what you poppin' so far
How a tru bitch like it c?
Nice and hard

You kinda fly, you kinda shy, wha'cha eat, wha'cha drive?
Did you like them ghetto boys the ones who that make that noise
You know i'm thugged out, you know i do this, you know i do that
And for a fact, you know i do things that make my pocket fat

'cuz i'm tru, i hang with the man, you gave me the game
And plus some fame, and now y'all scream my name
Call me a jogger, 'cuz you got me sweatin' your style
I ran a couple of miles and some, see where i'm comin' from

I like 'em smooth, with cat eyes, and iced-out, and show 'nough
Could be the handcuffs, that rough stuff
You talk a good one shorty, i mean that
Now won't you lay on your back, let a thug between that

You kinda sexy, you kinda ghetto, with them slugs in your front
C-murder, can you hold me down, give a thug girl what she want
Money and nice cars, a house with a pool in the backyard
Take me shoppin' with no limit, on the credit card

(incomprehensible) this shrimp, push a lamborghini ta sick
Drink crystal when it's cold, i wanna mint the stick
Go on and do this, and do that when you come home, to brat
You'll never want another girl again, this thug blew that

(incomprehensible)
Gimme the loot, so i can cop a new jag
And brat dat i got it from you, with a 45 caliber too
In case a nigga run up on me, i got somethin' to shoot

We ride together survive and die together
I ain't leaving you never, tougher than leather, make it last forever
That's what i need brat i hope you mean dat
But yet these cat take these keys
Let me show you where the cheese at

I can love you innocently, bring home at least 20 g's a week
From hustlin' in da street
Uh huh, and i'ma take dat, then hit dat then flip dat
Then finish wit dat and hit you back
And we could take a trip cruise on a ship

Now i hold it down for you, you hold it down for me
Let show 'em how thug passion's supposed to be
Uh huh and i'ma ride for you
If you ride for me i would even die for you
Now would you die for me?