Thugged Out Lyrics - Yukmouth

*(Yukmouth)* 

Regime Life nigga!! 

What! 

Speak on it! 

Tech 9!(Tech 9!) 

Uh. 

Phats Boss (Phats Boss) 

Gonzoe (Gonzoe) 

L.Q. nigga (L.Q.)! 

Chorus *(Phats Bossi)* 

Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out! 

First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out! 

Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out! 

First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out! 

Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* 

Balla position 

Regime niggas fuck all'a ya women draped up in linen 

I spit this fly shit since I was 5 years old 

On some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh shit 

Toss ya bitch, keep it top secret, lock it 

Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they pockets 

Bitches jock it 

We ridin Benz's, ya'll still drivin 50 rockets 

Nigga don't knock it 

But you need to stop it 

Top notch shit 

I used to cop bricks 

Rock it up an chop like La-Bobbitt 

Pushin the 5 whip through the projects til the led 9 spits 

Nigga you rhyme sick, but you could never fuck around wit my shit 

My click my crew nigga 

That hard time shit 

Criminal minded, posted on the grind shit 

That cone silencer for one time shit 

Turnin, pounds into ashes 

Drinkin Cristal from the bottle 

Fuck ya glasses 

Smokin Black-N-Milds to the plastic 

The last trial was kinda drastic 

Limo driver got his ass kicked, tryin to sue us 

BUT YOU LOST YOU FUCKIN BASTARD! 

I'm A-1 Yola juss like the package 

Delivered in triple wrappin 

Niggas get blasted an put in a casket 

Ashes to ashes an dust to dust, when they fuck wit Yuk 

Plus I got my own record label 

SO WHAT THE FUCK IS UP! 

Verse 2 *(Phats Bossi)* 

When things is usual we pop Christy 

An stack them Bentley's 

Ya pockets empty pretending to be me 

They name me Bossi 

My whole click rich like we the Cosby's 

Slippin's costly 

It's cut-throat so fuck a softie 

In head to head combat 

You scared to bust back 

An trust that 

Call the Regime we known to pull gats in black hats 

Hop out the company truck 

Give a fuck, fill my cup an celebrate wit Yuk 

Now that we grown ups 

Rock alligators an bumpin slow cuts 

Juss like the Sho Nuff, we can't be touched 

I was raised ruff 

Gang banged an hand cuffed 

Fightin ??? always showin my guts, flexin my nuts 

Hand me my 'Uervo 

Flip work like we was Trader Joe's from Cisco 

Optimo, now it's X-O 

Fightin my ??? for death 

Pray it's my brother that's kept 

When you owe, pay ya debt an we can make it some ??? 

Verse 3 *(Gonzoe)* 

We got it bundled up 

Gimme my scratch 

It's juss my turn an I'ma take mine 

Trap 

Nigga don't get attached 

Tryin to soak up, listenin 

Tryin to locate my donuts an hit 'em 

While we juss got on fuckin up my business 

Never finished 

Til we give up the plate 

Extra innings 

Swing for the fence 

You think too little 

Your world dance wit mud puddles 

My shit Evian, I love trouble 

Start wisperin wit ya hands wide open, watchin you huddle 

Big every down 

Everybody got guns, let 'em ring 

You fuckin wit me, let's all go out wit a bang 

In this last day, this last hour 

Cool-aid chest cowards wit they life in my hands set off the power 

Lights out 

??? the whole house 

Wit a gallon of gas to douse 

Light a flame an flush 'em out 

Every slug count 

Miss an get your stripes took 

Nigga this is real life wit real names written in the black books! 

*(Chorus)* 

Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out! 

First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out! 

Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out! 

First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out! 

I can be a villain if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!) 

First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out! 

I can be a villain if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!) 

First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out! 

Verse 4 *(Poppa L.Q.)* 

(Check it) 

Ever since I was a youngsta been wit this slick shit 

Tryin to touch a quick one, number one ??? 

Turn an 18 to a full 36 ain't jokin that's how we did it 

We was natural born chemists 

Ballin wit this, Benjamin big heads in my fist 

Got ya life in my pocket an more than that on my wrist 

I got my degree in the concreate of S.C. 

Comprised wit gettin paper, an started investin in me 

Utilized my hustle skills beyond my record deal 

And time will reveal whose really holdin the skrill 

Playboy ya lackin, ain't touchin my tax brackets 

You fuckin wit some thugs, wit some multi-million dollar ??? 

An if it's on an crackin then my reaction is clappin 

Is you gon' make it happen or is ya high cappin? 

Ya betta get to trackin playboy if you ain't packin 

Smoke-A-Lot, Regime is distributin max ??? 

Spent years over the stove in a mini-factory lab 

Where illegal pharmaceudicals were sold 

I was probably 10 years old when I learned to disassemble 

Then reassemble a semi-auto matic pistol blind fold! 

Verse 5 *(Tech N9ne)* 

(1-5-1) 

They call me Regime, 'cause I'm way clean in stay Beam 

Never live in no day dream, bitch niggas wear Maybelline 

Throwin up peace 'cause you know that I got you 

??? ??? ??? ??? but I cop too 

Killa! 

Rogue Dog! Rogue Dog! 

57 venomous! 

When I bust this shit got a gang of criminals feelin us 

I'm from Waymeyer the same kinda pain caine grinda 

Wit a scripta 

Stickin out like a skin head at a ?bahrmistfa? 

Fuck wit N9ne get snuffed out 

Phats Bossi, Maxx, Poppa L.Q., Gonzoe 

An my nigga Yukmouth, Thugged Out! 

Any nigga wit the bombay 

Never con-ways displayed 

So-right, so-tight 

New York niggas say be John Blazed 

I been to the ringa 

Scrapped 'em like I was a guest on Jerry Springer 

Wit desert eagle, tech meezle 

A ??? a nigga, a drop a ??? 

I die a lil nigga 

Leave 'em wit a 30 round drummer 

Slit ya throat then we skip out, "I Know What You Did Last Summer" 

Ain't nobody fuckin wit Regime niggas 

Bust gats at ya cats makin extreme figures 

Get ready for the Rogue Dogs, told ya'll we seperatin yo jaw 

Fuckin yo hoes dog 

Lickin toes, balls 

Makin mutha fuckin clothes fall 

OH! You mutha fuckas don't know! 

At the show you trippin, gotta go get the steel toe 

To the brain nigga 

REGIME KILLAS keep the function poppin 

You really want to know what time we leave, shit.... ??? 

YES!! 

REGIME KILLAS.... NIGGA!!!