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  1. [Hook]{PullTrigger}
  2. Nigga you're fucking with a T.H.U.G.
  3. Hollow tip slug
  4. Bitch, I got what you need if you're into gtaking drugs
  5. I'm into wearing rags
  6. I'm into wearing gloves
  7. So come and act up, if you're into getting shot
  8.  
  9. [Verse 1]{MysCracker}
  10. Face covered with ski mask
  11. Both hands wheel grab
  12. For sure got my heat packed
  13. Dude, where that weed at
  14. Psycho like Trevor in GTA
  15. Ain't letting up 'till my double barrel spray
  16. I start feeling this anger
  17. Constantly desperate so I keep one in the chamber
  18. And my finger on the trigger
  19. The shells hit ya
  20. I don't stop 'till my casualties are up to double figures
  21. I'm rolling deeper than most
  22. Alone with my heater
  23. But only if you discount the cut off head in the freezer in my trunk
  24. Waht can I say?
  25. I was fucking boxing him 'till is brain lacked of oxygen
  26. If you're so damn smart I'll get you a congratulation card
  27. So you can take your smart ass to advanced class
  28. You got street cred? No one belives that
  29. You added a recording to your lyrics but that beat's whack
  30. And your verses leak deepness
  31. While mine are pure finesse
  32. Go head, bitch, answer back
  33.  
  34. [Hook]{PullTrigger}
  35. Nigga you're fucking with a T.H.U.G.
  36. Hollow tip slug
  37. Bitch, I got what you need if you're into gtaking drugs
  38. I'm into wearing rags
  39. I'm into wearing gloves
  40. So come and act up, if you're into getting shot
  41.  
  42. [Verse 2]{PullTrigger}
  43. PT got the hood on smash
  44. Put in clip, toss it up and get ghost nigga
  45. A .380 ain't got no safety lock
  46. That's why niggas having trouble keeping up with the number of shots I pop
  47. So just let my ride, 'cause I stay on my grind
  48. Busting at motherfuckers 'till they die
  49. I'm fully focused man, my hand on my nine
  50. Done lost a lot of homies but you never see me crying
  51. T.H.U.G. L.I.F.E
  52. On a 24/7 grind, a disgrace to society
  53. And if you wanna fuck with me, the bullets soon be at your ass firing
  54. You stepped on the toes of the wrong motherfucker in the wrong fucking slum
  55. Niggas front, I'ma pull out my gun, and as soon as a nigga stunt I put a hole in his lung
  56. Nigga next time try to rob me, not just snatch shit without me noticing
  57. Niggas try to fuck me up, I'll be pocking 'em 'till their organs spill out
  58. Cut a bitch nigga head off, that's what I'm about
  59. A nigga try to push me,I lay his ass out
  60. You don't want beef? Nigga to late
  61. I know your ugly face, I won't give you a chance to escape
  62. All I got for you is sixteen shots
  63. 'Till your slumped ass drops
  64. Got your whole Wanksta block ducking from my smocking glock
  65. Nigga I ain't finished, trying to fuck with my business
  66. Snatching my wallet
  67. I don't care if your sorry
  68. Them fools comming for me
  69. I lit three shots in the athmosphere
  70. This is my hood
  71. So how the fuck you acting here?
  72. I make a nigga swallow his own tongue
  73. Watch him run, shoot him in the knees, head; it's REDRUM
  74. I murder you, nigga it's on
  75. This ain't no fucking disstrack or some playfull song
  76. I'ma erase you, your parents, wife, daughter and sons
  77. I don't fistfight ,nigga, I ain't a beliver in that
  78. Pull out my heater, .44,.45,.50, nine millimeter, ain't no card deck
  79. Ain't know rap, this is a prophecy
  80. You'll soon be found with a ripped off head in the street where you ripped me
  81.  
  82. [Hook]{PullTrigger}
  83. Nigga you're fucking with a T.H.U.G.
  84. Hollow tip slug
  85. Bitch, I got what you need if you're into gtaking drugs
  86. I'm into wearing rags
  87. I'm into wearing gloves
  88. So come and act up, if you're into getting shot
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