Chi-Raq (Freestyle)

By Slim Thug

On Thug Thursday 2

Released on August 21, 2014

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[Verse:]

Thugga!

Last of a dime breed of d trill niggas

Ain’t too many more real niggas

On d beat or in d street

On everythang, I killed niggas

I been a boss, I build niggas

Took-took plenty up out d hood

But you can’t feed em if they ain’t hungry

I’m a haugg nigga, misunderstood

Wuh-wuh-was broke without a pot to piss

Got on ma grind, till I got rich

H-how d hell you think I got dis?

I’m still on top, they ain’t got shit

In-independent, no help nigga

Di-did d album myself nigga

My label still gettin paper

Your label made you a chef nigga

On deep an head off, in dat drop head no strap nigga

Street niggas still fuck wit Thug

They know I ain’t just no rap nigga

I post it up in dat trap nigga

Still on hunid ain’t nothing changed

They see me out everywhere I go

You pussies out bleedin an constrained

Fuh-fuh-fuck fame don’t fuck wit me

Niggas still can’t fuck wit me

Since 17 I been a G, dat northside’s still stuck wit me

You punks ain’t ma pedigree

I seen em come an seen em go

Tryna keep up wid a haugg nigga

But they can’t survive when shit gets slow

Ne-never stoppin still want mo’

An dat foe foe of my foe foe

Ma lil niggas now grown killas

That’ll show up to yo front door

Fuh-fuck I got a front fo’

I live everythang I say mayne

You niggas pop til you get exposed

Lose yo change then lose yo fame

I don’t fuck wit no loose mayne

Still winnin ain’t neva endin

Live like a boss I’m still spendin

Ma smile face from the beginnin

Thugga!

Hey!

(Always talk d same shit on a track. The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes, the jewellery, the house, the money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes, the jewellery, the house. Is this all that it mo’. Everyday I notice things, it’s always the same performance. An we do d same thing, 10 years ago, let me show you how to get to d money)