Corporate Thuggin’(Album Version|Edited) - U.S.D.A.

Corporate Thuggin' (Album Version|Edited) - U.S.D.A.
Written by：P. Smith/J. Jenkins/Renaldo Whitman/B. Falson
I said I'm corporate thuggin' c t e
Until the day I die that's the way it's gon' be
Thug Motivation I'm bumpin' number 3
Blowin' on some killa sh*t that
I got from zone 3
Blowin' Orange Mile yeah
We call it Tennessee
I'm good in every hood everybody know me
So don't wake me up
I swear to god I'm dreamin'
Pray fo Uncle Ray yeah dat ni**a still beamin'
Lookin' fly in the cock pit a ni**a still leanin'
Money out here so a ni**a still schemin'
And I don't make music fo da muthaf**kin' critics
They don't understand 'cuz
They ain't muthaf**kin' littin'
And I ain't trippin' on the source
I got a muthaf**kin' plug
Keep me 5 mics I'm still a muthaf**kin' thug
Now the question is can a ni**a really rap
And the answer is you eva been to da trap
B**ch I make hits you niggas waste time
And I be goddamn
If I let you waste mine
Like change for the better but
I'm still strapped
Trigga happy ni**a don't make me relapse
Attitude like f**k it they hatin' anyway
And I can give a f**k what a ni**a gotta say
You still talkin' blow you goddamn right
What else I'm gon' say
That's my mu f**kin' life
I just left Jamaica
I'm talkin' Nachos Rios
Sippin' margaritas on
The beach in my Adidas
Brought a few pills but
Thats' only fo da skeezas
Used my black car but
That's only fo da reefa
What's up Let's go
Not a day goes by that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday ni**a I stay fly
26 inches yeah I'm sittin' up high
And I'ma keep it hood homie dat's no lie
Not day goes by that
I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday ni**a I stay fly
Get how we live yo we tryin' to get by
We throw it all in the air baby dats no lie
Blood raw errbody love it blowing on Jamaica
The boy corporate thuggin'
Glasses in the air errbody toastin'
Don't get it f**ked up ni**a errbody toting
Posted with a broad yeah s
He blacker then a African
Hair down her back like
She mixed with Italian
Mami so thick man
She look like a stallion
Introduced her to my partner yeah
It's on so what's happenin'
Dead Presidents briefcase full of 'em
Couldn't take a chance we do it for
The love of 'em
Living life fast we do it for the rush of it
Rubber band stacks
We do it for the touch of it
This sh*t don't stop corporate thuggin' ni**a
Til my casket drop
Yams in the booth did the same on the block
Don't blame me
I'm just tryna get a knot USDA
Not a day goes by that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday ni**a I stay fly
26 inches yeah I'm sittin' up high
And I'ma keep it hood homie dat's no lie
Not day goes by that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday ni**a I stay fly
Get how we live yo we tryin' to get by
We throw it all in the air
Baby dats no lie what's up
So
So fly so high
So fly so high
So fly so high
So fly so high