Artist: C-Murder f/ Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri

Album:  Trapped in Crime

Song:   How a Thug Like It



[C-Murder & Jermaine Dupri talking]

C: JD turn it up, ya heard me

JD: Yea

C: C-Murder

JD: Uh huh, Oh, Yea hmmm

C: Ha what

JD: Uh huh, uh

JD: Ah Ha, Ah Ah

JD: uh huh, uh huh

JD: Uh, Ah Ha, Ah Ha

JD: Uh ha, Brat, C-Murder



Chorus:

[C-Murder]

You talk a good one shorty, you make me sweat

How a thug nigga like girl?

[Da Brat]

Nice and wet

You makin me hot and horny with what you poppin so far

How a tru bitch like it C?

[C-Murder]

Nice and hard



[C-Murder]

You kinda fly, you kinda shy

Wha'cha eat, wha'cha drive

And you like them ghetto boys

The ones who make that noise

You know I'm thugged out, you know I do this, you know I do that

And for a fact, you know I do things that make my pocket fat

Cuz I'm tru, I hang with the man, you gave me the game

Plus I'm fame, and now ya'll scream my name

Call me a jogger, cuz you got me sweatin your style

I ran a couple miles 

and some, see where I'm comin from

I like em smooth, with cat eyes, and iced-out, and show 'nough

You need the handcuffs, that rough stuff

You talk a good one shorty, I mean that

Now won't you lay on'r back, 

Let a thug between that



Chorus: 2x



[Da Brat]

You kinda sexy, you kinda ghetto, with them slugs in your front

C-Murder, can you hold me down, give a thug girl what she want

Money and nice cars

A house with a pool in the backyard

Take me shoppin with No Limit, on the credit card

? this shrimp, push a Lambragini ta sick

Drink Crystal when it's cold, I wanna mint the stick

Go on and do this, and do that

When you come home, to Brat

You'll never want another girl again, this thug blew th

Gimme the loot, so I can cop a new Jag

And Brat dat I got it from you, 

With a 45 caliber too

In case a nigga run up on me, I got somethin to shoot



Chorus: 2x



[Da Brat]

We ride together

Survive and die together

I ain't leaving you never

Tougher the leather, make it last forever



[C-Murder]

That's what I need Brat

I hope you mean dat

But yet these cat take these keys

Let me show you where the cheese at



[Da Brat]

I can love you innocently

Bring home at least 20 g's a week

From hustlin in da street



[C-Murder]

Uh huh

And I'ma take dat, then hit dat, then flip dat, then finish wit dat

And hit you back, when you can trip cruise on a ship



[Da Brat]

Now I hold it down for you, you hold it d



[C-Murder]

Uh huh

And I'ma ride for you 

If you ride for me

I would even, die for you 

Now would you die for me



Chorus: 2x



[Jermaine talking]

5-0-4

ta the 4-0-4

Ha, you know

Yea, huh, out