Yukmouth feat. Gonzoe , Mad Max , Phats Bossi , Poppa LQ & Tech N9ne Thugged Out Lyrics

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*(Yukmouth)*
Regime Life *****!!
What!
Speak on it!
Tech 9!(Tech 9!)
Uh.
Phats Boss (Phats Boss)
Gonzoe (Gonzoe)
L.Q. ***** (L.Q.)!

Chorus *(Phats Bossi)*
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First ***** act up, first ***** gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First ***** act up, first ***** gettin drugged out!

Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*
Balla position
Regime *****s **** all'a ya women draped up in linen
I spit this fly **** since I was 5 years old
On some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh ****
Toss ya *****, keep it top secret, lock it
Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they pockets
*****es jock it
We ridin Benz's, ya'll still drivin 50 rockets
***** don't knock it
But you need to stop it
Top notch ****
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
***** you rhyme sick, but you could never **** around wit my ****
My click my crew *****
That hard time ****
Criminal minded, posted on the grind ****
That cone silencer for one time ****
Turnin, pounds into ashes
Drinkin Cristal from the bottle
**** ya glasses
Smokin Black-N-Milds to the plastic
The last trial was kinda drastic
Limo driver got his *** kicked, tryin to sue us
BUT YOU LOST YOU ****IN BASTARD!
I'm A-1 Yola juss like the package
Delivered in triple wrappin
*****s get blasted an put in a casket
Ashes to ashes an dust to dust, when they **** wit Yuk
Plus I got my own record label
SO WHAT THE **** 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 **** 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 ****, 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
***** don't get attached
Tryin to soak up, listenin
Tryin to locate my donuts an hit 'em
While we juss got on ****in 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 **** Evian, I love trouble
Start wisperin wit ya hands wide open, watchin you huddle
Big every down
Everybody got guns, let 'em ring
You ****in 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
***** this is real life wit real names written in the black books!

*(Chorus)*
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First ***** act up, first ***** gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First ***** act up, first ***** gettin drugged out!
I can be a villain if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!)
First ***** act up, first ***** gettin drugged out!
I can be a villain if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!)
First ***** act up, first ***** gettin drugged out!

Verse 4 *(Poppa L.Q.)*
(Check it)
Ever since I was a youngsta been wit this slick ****
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 ****in 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, ***** *****s 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 **** 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?
**** wit N9ne get snuffed out
Phats Bossi, Maxx, Poppa L.Q., Gonzoe
An my ***** Yukmouth, Thugged Out!
Any ***** wit the bombay
Never con-ways displayed
So-right, so-tight
New York *****s 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 *****, a drop a ???
I die a lil *****
Leave 'em wit a 30 round drummer
Slit ya throat then we skip out, "I Know What You Did Last Summer"
Ain't nobody ****in wit Regime *****s
Bust gats at ya cats makin extreme figures
Get ready for the Rogue Dogs, told ya'll we seperatin yo jaw
****in yo hoes dog
Lickin toes, balls
Makin mutha ****in clothes fall
OH! You mutha ****as don't know!
At the show you trippin, gotta go get the steel toe
To the brain *****
REGIME KILLAS keep the function poppin
You really want to know what time we leave, ****.... ???
YES!!
REGIME KILLAS.... *****!!!
Thugged Out: The Albulation Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Godzilla
  • 2 Do Yo Thug Thang
  • 3 City of Dope
  • 4 Thugged Out
  • 5 Ridaz
  • 6 Stallion
  • 7 Father Like Son
  • 8 Hater
  • 9 U Love 2 Hate
  • 10 Ice Cream Man
  • 11 It's in My Blood, Part II
  • 12 Still Ballin'
  • 13 Revelationz
  • 14 Rolex Rulez
    CD 2
  • 1 Sad Millionaire
  • 2 The Ballers Feud
  • 3 Pop Da Collar
  • 4 My Buddy
  • 5 Extortion
  • 6 Menage A Trois
  • 7 Falling
  • 8 Mackin vs Pimpin
  • 9 Gangsta Bitch
  • 10 Rap-A-Lot Mafia
  • 11 Sacrifice My Life
  • 12 Baller Mode
  • 13 Bumbell
  • 14 Secret Indictment
  • Artists A to Z: