"Thug's In My House" lyrics
Hah (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Talm' 'bout Glokk, talm' 'bout nun
(W-we gon' be ok)
Talm' 'bout Glokk, talm' 'bout nun
Huh
Gas in this bih', know I'm smokin' on that top tier
Thugs is in my spot right now, why the fuck you think lil' Glokk here?
And you gon' get him popped if you let him talk like he got opps here
Think he was top opp, that boy got popped, now, they call FOX here
Quagen' in my cup, the Glock in my pocket, it get hot in here
Drac' equipped, put attachments on that bih', like how that stock feel?
Know I'ma get him flipped if he got ties with that lil' bop still
And no, I ain't sippin' no Tris', you got me fucked up, what's that Wock' bill?
Huh, what's that Wock' bill?
Pop at opps, don't pop pills
Take your drugs, fuck that deal
We hop out, stick hit hard like holyfield
Draco got that clip to knock him down, he slipped, banana peel
If she won't suck my dick tonight, not trippin', I know Hannah will
Turned around, just realized like what the fuck
Like how you always yappin', shut up, lil' Glokk be always tough
She beggin' for that pint, 'cause she couldn't drink nun' but my nut
Know I ain' doin' no fighting, I got that lil' Glock, lil' bitch I'm cooked, yah
Guard come in my cell, she snucked them drugs inside that book, yah
One eye open, blick in hand, sleepin' on top bunk
Lil Glokk ain't no handyman, hell nah, I ain't fix that slut, huh
Fly that pack by Amsterdam, hell nah, we ain't go by the truck
I got tabs, I got sights on all the bitches like all my Glocks
Who the fuck got smacked up by the whoa's? You think we fought?
This ain't Marvel, this the Mobb, we come in like the juggernaut
It's so crazy cause this bih' bad but these hoes like to talk a lot
In your trap, they don't even duck down no more, 'cause them niggas have found your spot
Tuh, I'm playin' with that carbon, I'm goin' retarded, I tell 'em pull up to that dot, huh
Nigga don't really care 'bout your bro, 'cause that nigga pull up, shoot your yacht
Punchin' my dick in your bitch but I'd rather do that than to punch-in a clock
Yeah, love all my haters, yeah, love-hate
Pape' chase, metal hit him, brace face
Lovin' that AK, hah
Free the gang, fuck JPay, huh
And I want all my opps gone before my death day, huh
You know I'm tryna get him knocked, them niggas tryna play it safe
Dunk my opps before, but you know I got shoes so you know it's Kurt case
Catch him with whatever, nigga
Thirty racks on these bezels, nigga
No this not your level, nigga
Came through, knocked down several niggas
Talm' 'bout Glokk, talm' 'bout nun
(W-we gon' be ok)
Talm' 'bout Glokk, talm' 'bout nun
Huh
Gas in this bih', know I'm smokin' on that top tier
Thugs is in my spot right now, why the fuck you think lil' Glokk here?
And you gon' get him popped if you let him talk like he got opps here
Think he was top opp, that boy got popped, now, they call FOX here
Quagen' in my cup, the Glock in my pocket, it get hot in here
Drac' equipped, put attachments on that bih', like how that stock feel?
Know I'ma get him flipped if he got ties with that lil' bop still
And no, I ain't sippin' no Tris', you got me fucked up, what's that Wock' bill?
Huh, what's that Wock' bill?
Pop at opps, don't pop pills
Take your drugs, fuck that deal
We hop out, stick hit hard like holyfield
Draco got that clip to knock him down, he slipped, banana peel
If she won't suck my dick tonight, not trippin', I know Hannah will
Turned around, just realized like what the fuck
Like how you always yappin', shut up, lil' Glokk be always tough
She beggin' for that pint, 'cause she couldn't drink nun' but my nut
Know I ain' doin' no fighting, I got that lil' Glock, lil' bitch I'm cooked, yah
Guard come in my cell, she snucked them drugs inside that book, yah
One eye open, blick in hand, sleepin' on top bunk
Lil Glokk ain't no handyman, hell nah, I ain't fix that slut, huh
Fly that pack by Amsterdam, hell nah, we ain't go by the truck
I got tabs, I got sights on all the bitches like all my Glocks
Who the fuck got smacked up by the whoa's? You think we fought?
This ain't Marvel, this the Mobb, we come in like the juggernaut
It's so crazy cause this bih' bad but these hoes like to talk a lot
In your trap, they don't even duck down no more, 'cause them niggas have found your spot
Tuh, I'm playin' with that carbon, I'm goin' retarded, I tell 'em pull up to that dot, huh
Nigga don't really care 'bout your bro, 'cause that nigga pull up, shoot your yacht
Punchin' my dick in your bitch but I'd rather do that than to punch-in a clock
Yeah, love all my haters, yeah, love-hate
Pape' chase, metal hit him, brace face
Lovin' that AK, hah
Free the gang, fuck JPay, huh
And I want all my opps gone before my death day, huh
You know I'm tryna get him knocked, them niggas tryna play it safe
Dunk my opps before, but you know I got shoes so you know it's Kurt case
Catch him with whatever, nigga
Thirty racks on these bezels, nigga
No this not your level, nigga
Came through, knocked down several niggas
