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    "Wanna Be Thugs" Lyrics

    The Prodigy feat. Havoc

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    Uh-huh, yeah, here comes another one
    And niggaz gon' now what I'm talkin about
    (Most def, most definitely)

    Hey yo, Hav' man (yeah) kick that shit my nigga

    Check me out yo, uh-huh, yeah..

    [Chorus: Havoc: x2]
    Want to be thugs, there's sugar in they tank
    Want to be thugs, no cash in the bank
    Want to be thugs, up North get raped
    Want to be thugs, flashing jewels get ganked

    Yo I seen all types be the victim of a kite
    Be like, them silly fishes be the first one to bite yo
    They see the cheese but they don't see the trap
    Not a real live cat, but a real live rat
    You got, broken guns, the first to run
    First to leave, first to abandon your team
    Yo you wonder who I'm talking about?
    I'm standing right next to you ass, the one that you got in doubt
    First to shout, to get you into some bullshit
    Now you're all drowning, cause loose lips sink ships
    Do you like Hav'? He be like, hell no
    It works, cause you know, that the fucking truth hurts
    I just, let niggas bring 'em down in the day they cool
    After six they throw on the nightgown
    Loud sounds, expected after sundown
    Man down, half crowns get shot down and right now


    Yo, hey yo, we leave niggas with dry blood on they face
    Put slugs where your bones at, break you off a taste
    Shots of tequila, plenty Henny, we drinking heavy
    Smoking dust, Dunn I brought mez tabs with me
    And to my mamis on ecstasy
    See man, we can bungee in the V.I.P.
    We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
    Carve niggas up, show niggas what it's all about
    It's us, the best of Queens, handguns to minks
    Top fashion, we flash and bang
    Niggas think they Flash Gordon, we snatch the link
    Cause we mafioso and you the average dick
    Kid, we send messages through bottles
    Crash your face with the Mo, have glass all in your nostrils
    And run through why y'all niggas like the shits
    Kick niggaz with the boots, dukes we get biz, you's a

    This song was submitted on November 30th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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