og $cello$ damostofficial – real thug

og $cello$ damostofficial – real thug Lyrics

Artist: og $cello$ damostofficial
Song: real thug

(hook)
A, mean mug
That don’t make you thug
Sellin drugs

That don’t make yo thug, slim
But you do gotta get it
How you livin and how you livin
Is seperate from god’s intentions

(verse 1)
These negus screamin bout
They fake drugs and guns
Those them same type of cats

I used to beat up for fun
You got a pistol ok
That’s where you get your heart from
Your calibers your stature

That how i know you is chump
As a youngan i commited armed robberies
I don’t bring that out the spot
Cuz ima use it, son i know me

But i slowly got my mind right
I’m a skinny hustler
With a big appetite
A product of them 80’s

I slangs whatever you want
A all nighter for what
I one day i’m 3k and the sun still up
Son i’m vicious

I bout cooked ate the foood for thought
And did the dishes
Check the forensics
Of this washington mystic

I leave unsolved mysteries, it’s mysterious
You wanna ac youngan
I behold a legacy of a legend
That move vigorously

I play and act silly
But i take that fakin seriously
(hook 2)
Mean mug

That don’t make you thug
Sellin drugs
That don’t make you thug, slim
But you do gotta get it how you livin

And how you livin
Is seperate from gods intentions, ugh
Mean mug
That don’t make you thug

Bustin slugs
That don’t make you thug, champ
But you do gotta get it how you livin
And how you livin

Is seperate from gods intentions
(verse 2)
How i livin
I’m in transition

From pitchin on the block
Hand to hand
Receiving mark monies
From the narcs

f#ck a murder charge
Robbery wit fire arms
For wackin a dick head
That don’t know how to rob

04 convicted marijuana distribution
05 caught a possession
Seem i never learned my lesson
Done ran outta police run ins

Jump outs they got they work cut out
Aint gon be no more rafeal edmonds
These hanks got me f#cked up
I swear

You think it’s sweet
You can get a taste
Jump out there
My apartment we got notice after notice

Haters hot snitchin to cops
We sellin rocks
Youngans they notice
Between a rock and a hard place

Only city with no state
It’s all hood
I’m doing good
Aint had a felony since 17

Knock on wood
I pray to god i’m blessed to capture my visions
Youngan that’s how i’m livin
(hook 3)

Mean mug
That don’t make you thug
Sellin drugs
That don’t make you thug

But you do gotta get it how you livin
And how you livin
Is seperate from gods intentions
Mean mug

That don’t make you thug
Bustin slugs
That don’t make you thug
But you do gotta get it how you livin

And how you livin is seperate
From gods intentions
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

real thug Lyrics – English Translation

(kait)
A, mean mug
That don’t make you thug
Sellin drugs

That don’t make yo thug, slim
But you do gotta get it
How you livin and how you livin
Is seperate from god’s intentions

(verse 1)
These negus screamin bout
They fake drugs and guns
Those them same type of cats

I used to beat up for fun
You got a pistol ok
That’s where you get your heart from
Your calibers your stature

That how i know you is chump
As a youngan i commited armed robberies
I don’t bring that out the spot
Cuz ima use it, son i know me

But i slowly got my mind right
I’m a skinny hustler
With a big appetite
A product of them 80’s

I slangs whatever you want
A all nighter for what
I one day i’m 3k and the sun still up
Son i’m vicious

I bout cooked ate the foood for thought
And did the dishes
Check the forensics
Of this washington mystic

I leave unsolved mysteries, it’s mysterious
You wanna ac youngan
I behold a legacy of a legend
That move vigorously

I play and act silly
But i take that fakin seriously
(hook 2)
Mean mug

That don’t make you thug
Sellin drugs
That don’t make you thug, slim
But you do gotta get it how you livin

And how you livin
Is seperate from gods intentions, ugh
Mean mug
That don’t make you thug

Bustin slugs
That don’t make you thug, champ
But you do gotta get it how you livin
And how you livin

Is seperate from gods intentions
(verse 2)
How i livin
I’m in transition

From pitchin on the block
Hand to hand
Receiving mark monies
From the narcs

f#ck a murder charge
Robbery wit fire arms
For wackin a dick head
That don’t know how to rob

04 convicted marijuana distribution
05 caught a possession
Seem i never learned my lesson
Done ran outta police run ins

Jump outs they got they work cut out
Aint gon be no more rafeal edmonds
These hanks got me f#cked up
aku bersumpah

You think it’s sweet
You can get a taste
Jump out there
My apartment we got notice after notice

Haters hot snitchin to cops
We sellin rocks
Youngans they notice
Between a rock and a hard place

Only city with no state
It’s all hood
Aku melakukan dengan baik
Aint had a felony since 17

Amit-amit
I pray to god i’m blessed to capture my visions
Youngan that’s how i’m livin
(hook 3)

Mean mug
That don’t make you thug
Sellin drugs
That don’t make you thug

But you do gotta get it how you livin
And how you livin
Is seperate from gods intentions
Mean mug

That don’t make you thug
Bustin slugs
That don’t make you thug
But you do gotta get it how you livin

And how you livin is seperate
From gods intentions
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

og $cello$ damostofficial Lyrics – real thug

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Release Year: 2022