Kane

Kane - Straight Thuggin' lyrics

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(feat. Sole', Twista)



[Kane]

Gangsta! (Gangsta)

Gangsta! (Gangsta)



[Verse 1: Twista]

Gang-bangin murder with the killin, stackin Phillys to the ceiling

bloody body chillin, can't fight the feeling, now I'm a Chi-Town building

and I'm rolling with New Orleans, 

what the fuck enemies gonna bring to the table?

I'm gonna train to slain you

Rollin with my gangstas Kane and Abel

In pain can you sustain them cables hooked on your back

who got you charged? Wanna get the mac off guard?

Nigga I don't know you so you better come hard

get your nieces, nephews, and cousins

takin bunches all of the sudden, who them niggas thats southern?

all the bullshit haters talking, I aint stuntin

we're gonna be ballin never fallin rollin hundreds in a 600 benz

steady stackin ends hit the block on 10, rollin with the twins

merciless thugs, bustin off slugs, 

so your family didnt know where you was

breakin the motherfuckers off for the set dub 2000

It happened to lack for the love what?

No fear strike first

Gonna roll, strike first, don't fit, 

to the death, gotta ride til we die

we the one, then if you gotta try, 

hollow points gotta fly, so holla bye, shorty don't cry

hold yo chest up, you about to get touched

That's what you get for bein a hoe 

and fuckin with niggas like us



[Chorus x2: Kane and Twista]



[Kane]

We're straight thuggin, straight thuggin, 

straight thuggin, straight thuggin

[Twista]

Gotta get em all by the dozen, 

better start runnin if it aint no lovin for what

[Kane]

Gansta! (Gangsta)

[Kane]

We're straight thuggin, straight thuggin, 

straight thuggin, straight thuggin

[Twista]

Gotta get em all by the dozen, 

better strart runnin if it aint no lovin for what



[Verse 2: Kane]

Real ass niggas lets break some bread together

All you fake ass niggas yall gonna be dead together, 

niggas could never understand what the tec would do

turn all you smart mouth motherfuckers in a vest of bulls

in and out, in and out my bullets havin sex with you, 

im triggafied niggafied, my niggas ride, i do

Bitches got no class like a substitute teacher, 

disrespect that ass, take off my rings and beat ya, 

if i catch you doin bad, i got that right to heat ya

put some tens in yo meter, twist that cap like a two liter

what on earth would possess you to push me, take off your skirt

bitch show the world your pussy

the kingpin most wanted kid run this gangsta rappin

down with each other for life

Bitch it was bound to happen

haters start yappin, niggas bound to start cappin, 

Kane and Abel in this bitch now its time for some action



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 3: Sole']

Sole' hot pussy down for my bitches and shit

thug niggas slug niggas for they riches and shit

tight pussy bitch got these niggas lovin my shit

cock it back, rob you blind while you toungin my shit

motherfucker im  the baddest bitch, gonna get you for dope

i snatch up and blow, and lick you while i get you for more

and you aint no droppin fellow when i get you and go

kiss your lips then I kill you while im fucking you slow (bitch!)

my brigade bring the fury of storm im hot while you warm

excelling niggas, reaching they norm u was sworn 

motherfuckers wish they never was born

Sole' bless the mic niggas legacy worn

what, associal right handing my shit

commandin my shit, blaze the land with my shit, 

red zone motherfuckers they was standin my shit

spittin like these niggas, they aint understandin this shit (bitch!)



[Chorus x2]



[Kane]

Gangsta! (Gangsta)

Gangsta! (Gangsta)

Gangsta! 



[fades out]
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