Max Minelli

Max Minelli - Whashapnin Thug? songtekst

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(feat. C-Loc)



[Verse One: Max Minelli]

After ya lick come score somethin' from me then

After ya score try and flip your money then

Keep doin' that you'll probably stack

And after all the bullshit it's probably Max

What's hap'nin thug, let your mind be free

And go'ne and put it in the wind cause it's fine with me

You see that boy Young Minelli, I'm a G and a half

I make ya girl bounce that 'till I'm seein' her ass

It's a beautiful thing man, I just can't trip

I got nothin' but time, and plenty money to flip

I'm just tryin' to win

Tryin' not to sin

Tryin' to stack, but it seems like I gots to spend

Why you wanna see me broke tryin' not to bend

I gotta break big bread with my momma and them

Ya heard that?

Trunk slappin' to the best of my sounds

I hollin' at my nigga Foola and the rest of my round, rounds

Ha?



[Chorus x2]

Whashapnin' thug (for all my hustla, hustlas)

Whashapnin' thug (we keep it gangsta, gangsta)

Whashapnin' thug (Now go'ne holla at ya dog)(oh)

Whashapnin' thug?



[Verse Two: Max Minelli]

From the big cities down to the small towns

We ain't never had so I come to tear it all down

And I see, how they be lookin' when I swang

Ain't gone knock me off my hustle cause I'm still gone do my thang, mane

Ready or not, I come to give you what you need

Broads so jocked out, they get to hollin' "yes indeed"

Face off to the "T-t" clappin'

and the "B-Boom" bumpin'

Fa real, 'll knock you clean up out ya seat

How ya wanna get it?

Straight, from the man, the one, the gutta, the great, the raw and the real

Now go'ne tell me how you feel, fa real

I'm so thowed it's a damn shame

Hit him up heavy, holla, and we can do the damn thang

Now I'm sayin'

Serious 'bout stackin' my nachos

Desperados

Ridin' on some choppas and some hot Vogues

Ya heard that?

Trunk slappin' to the best of my sounds

I got to holla at my G-Money and the rest of my round, rounds

Ha?



[Chorus]



[Verse Three: C-Loc]

Whoa now

That's what they tellin' me, but I keep my mug on

The only label with ten felonies, that keep bubblin' on

Steady duckin' first degrees in this place I call home

Maintainin' focus on my G and ho shit, don't steer me wrong

Now when big daddy blaze the scene he leave his I.D. unknown

Only hot girls and felons in the zone where I roam

Enemies exterminated at the touch of a phone

Like your 'burban been invaded by a species unknown

Now what what, playa what, it's a bust back thang

True love for blood familiar baby, not a thang change



[Max Minelli]

Ya heard that?

Trunk slappin' to the best of my sounds

I hollin' at my nigga Loc and the rest of my round, rounds

Ha?



[Chorus]
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