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"Thug Love"
  by Shaboogie


I got love for my thugs tho I would never date em
the gangsta in me knows I gotta hate em
A thug need s a lady while a ganstress needs an gentleman
an intellectual
And when it comes to anything sexual
like Mr. and Mrs. Smith
fighting like we trying to kill each other then fucking like there's no tomorrow
I said I 'd never date one that don't mean i wouldn't mate with one
hell my baby's daddy is a wanksta
I was too hood for him
he got tired of motherfuckers asking him
how you bagged a chik like that
and i got tired of motherfuckers asking me how i ended up with a retard like that
matter of fact
I only claim to be a female never a lady
and for each and every single one of you who ever tried to play me
guess what motherfucker i knew the whole time
i stayed true to the game
and it's a crying shame
how sometimes even the best of us have to resort to illegal activities just to get by
I pour out a little liquor and never let em see me cry
it's do or die
I don't need no tatoo to proclaim it
it is what it is
I'm trying to raise soldiers
that's why i wanna have more kids
they will be able to accomplish all that i ever wanted to and more
without ever having to step foot in a precinct
Screaming no bitchassness and no snitching
until you get a bid in the double digits the size of a football field
and you can depend
upon it
bet you'll change your tune then
especially if you aren't use to incarceration
start singing liek a canary
humming a tune that seals the fate of you and yours
So when I see a thug yeah i admire his swag
I can't even front
but it stops there
i got me a man just hood enough to understand me but he stays up out the streets
i listen when he speaks because I know it's for my own good
had to go out of town to find the brother
there ain't nothing appealing in my hood
so don't get it twisted
i stays lifted
I still do me when I have ta
But the woman in me still kinda believes in happily ever afta
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Date Submitted: Nov 18, 2008 (04:15 PM)
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  Snickaz
11/24/08 (04:29 PM) 
oh shyt. u went all the way wit it. i'm feelin dis. u str8 laid iggaz out 4real.

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