I'm Thuggin - DJ Khaled, Waka Flocka Flame, Ace Hood

This gon' fuck the streets up

This gon' fuck the club up

Police kicked my door and shorty last night

I’d be damned if I don’t go out without a fight

My girlfriend says she needs some new shoes in a bag

I tell her shut the fuck up and get off yo ass

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

Middle fingers to the cops and the judge

Raised by the old niggas, just mean mug

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

Middle fingers to the cops and the judge

Raised by the old niggas, just mean mug

God bless a niggas soul, bitch I’m out here

Wear the wrong color, you can’t come around here

So get your mind right, and keep your pistol close

Hoppin' out that ride out into your face, just like a seminal

I’m a nigga, stay thuggin', my lil' cousin got his chopper chrome

And a nigga want problems, take your top off like a metro dome

And make a loud noises, sound like it’s world war

And never break a sweat, that’s what them killers for

I get money ho, on some real shit

Deck 100's on me, that’s just what I deal with

Waka’s thugged out, and we the business

See me fuck the hammer, bet your niggas feel quick

Mama pray for me, commit a lot of sins

And it don’t make it better consumin' a lot of gin

Blood, sweat & tears, I put my soul out

Smell the flowers, bitch, I might just pull the rose out

Police kicked my door and shorty last night

I’d be damned if I don’t go out without a fight

My girlfriend says she needs some new shoes in a bag

I tell her shut the fuck up and get off yo ass

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

Middle fingers to the cops and the judge

Raised by the old niggas, just mean mug

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

Middle fingers to the cops and the judge

Raised by the old niggas, just mean mug

A young nigga thuggin, buckin with his dreads loose

Middle finger all the feds, cause I said too

Now we my G’s at?

Now where them dope boys?

Now where my niggas who be thuggin' on the corner for it

Hands in the air, throw your hood up

Hoppin' off that 7 trey sixes when I pull up

Now where my bad bitches, who keep that ass fat?

I love a hood bitch, ain’t scared to throw that ass back

And I keep them real niggas, homie that’s that

You a super duck, I’m talkin' Aflac

My niggas stormed out, stormed out

Stupid dress in them zones with that stone mouth

Club stupid packed, it’s a mad house

Catch you sniffin' by yourself, and then you assed out

And homie that’s word, my niggas gon' learn

See that red in blue, I’m runnin' out my Converse

Police kicked my door and shorty last night

I’d be damned if I don’t go out without a fight

My girlfriend says she needs some new shoes in a bag

I tell her shut the fuck up and get off yo ass

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

Middle fingers to the cops and the judge

Raised by the old niggas, just mean mug

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

I’m thuggin', I’m thuggin'

Middle fingers to the cops and the judge

Raised by the old niggas, just mean mug