OMB Peezy - Ima Thug lyrics
LeParis Kentae Dade Sr.
[OMB Peezy - Ima Thug lyrics]
(Drum Dummie made the beat and
I'm gon' kill it) ayy, look, look
You pull up spittin' out the
Window with that Glock, you must be stupid
Grab that chopper out the bushes
You won't make it, it get ruthless
I've been through a lot of shit but
I can't let 'em see me sweat
Oh, that lil' nigga talkin' crazy?
We gon' pull up, make a mess
Bitch, don't take that shit off
I'm tryna fuck you in your dress
Pull up four deep with my partners, go, go
Go next everybody ran a train on your
Ho and I'm to blame
On the low, we got them things
I just hopped up off the plane
Fuck a Glock, we got them choppers
Shoot this block up if you want to
In the club, I got a snub
But I ain't gon' use it, i'm gon' stomp you
And your ho just told me she wanna
Throw it but she don't want to
She love when I'm alone on the
Phone but I don't want to
So what you gon' do?
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
Look, they pull up spittin' out the window
Want a blitz and he say tenfold
I fuck with Visa, that's my kinfolk
He just spittin', you better get low
I'll stomp you out in these Timbos
I'm ballin', should take the rim home
Bitch, I want the whole pie, fuck a slice
Ain't talkin' Kimbo
I'm a soul taker, heart breaker
Pray the lord save 'em
And if you still wanna get your boy back
Better pray your boy make it
It ain't no backin' down, no white
Flags, we can go to war, baby
Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
I done ran some hard acres
Ayy, I'm a risk taker, bigger the risk
The bigger the reward
Make my lil' nigga blaze ya
Or figure the risks or get your ass scored
This shit get too deep
A wink of the eye will get your ass tortured
In Atlanta high as fuck, I
Can't see, I'm singin', "Georgia"
They wanna quit this shit when it get deep
We take it farther caught a body, sixteen
I was a killer and a robber
We just open QP's and smoke
On pressure out in Florida
Why would I stop now that I'm up?
Bitch, you stupid, I'm goin' harder, yeah
Yeah
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm gon' kill it) ayy, look, look
You pull up spittin' out the
Window with that Glock, you must be stupid
Grab that chopper out the bushes
You won't make it, it get ruthless
I've been through a lot of shit but
I can't let 'em see me sweat
Oh, that lil' nigga talkin' crazy?
We gon' pull up, make a mess
Bitch, don't take that shit off
I'm tryna fuck you in your dress
Pull up four deep with my partners, go, go
Go next everybody ran a train on your
Ho and I'm to blame
On the low, we got them things
I just hopped up off the plane
Fuck a Glock, we got them choppers
Shoot this block up if you want to
In the club, I got a snub
But I ain't gon' use it, i'm gon' stomp you
And your ho just told me she wanna
Throw it but she don't want to
She love when I'm alone on the
Phone but I don't want to
So what you gon' do?
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
Look, they pull up spittin' out the window
Want a blitz and he say tenfold
I fuck with Visa, that's my kinfolk
He just spittin', you better get low
I'll stomp you out in these Timbos
I'm ballin', should take the rim home
Bitch, I want the whole pie, fuck a slice
Ain't talkin' Kimbo
I'm a soul taker, heart breaker
Pray the lord save 'em
And if you still wanna get your boy back
Better pray your boy make it
It ain't no backin' down, no white
Flags, we can go to war, baby
Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
I done ran some hard acres
Ayy, I'm a risk taker, bigger the risk
The bigger the reward
Make my lil' nigga blaze ya
Or figure the risks or get your ass scored
This shit get too deep
A wink of the eye will get your ass tortured
In Atlanta high as fuck, I
Can't see, I'm singin', "Georgia"
They wanna quit this shit when it get deep
We take it farther caught a body, sixteen
I was a killer and a robber
We just open QP's and smoke
On pressure out in Florida
Why would I stop now that I'm up?
Bitch, you stupid, I'm goin' harder, yeah
Yeah
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)