[Left Brain] Yeah It's that thug shit Yeah - all my thug bitches, all my thug niggaz It's MellowHype, Odd Future Wolf Gang Uhh, Left Brain, yo We be thuggin deep; runnin 'round the hood like doggies in the street, you feelin froggy then leap Pass by the feds and its foggy in the Jeep Fuck yo' opinion and your blog and your peeps Everybody wanna talk this and that 'til I leave your body in the alley with piss and rats Go ahead nigga, you can diss the track Face-to-face with my chrome, now diss my gat Naw I don't play with guns, you can diss my bat It'll be a home run, nigga off wit'cha cap Cause if I pop a shot, it'll be too loud Neighbors comin out the house fuckin formin a crowd Jose Canseco, all about my peso Stack it like Lego, hot like fuego Left Brain from the Gang full of Wolves that red Eyes bloodshot red nigga would you stare?
[Chorus: repeat 16X] We be thuggin
[Hodgy Beats] Before I try a coat, I put on my cloak I mouthwash all you bacteria, no soap When the situations get bad and niggaz start to choke I get a little jumpy and I just might croak Presidential campaign, gettin every vote Starin the game down through my, authentic locs Beach Cruise, Pasadena, 250 spokes I swear I am the truth - wanna hear me tell a joke? I run Dena with a lyrical quote Controllin niggaz ears like I got a remote Bring a bitch around me and that's all she wrote I'm acid like the citrus when she swallow the pulp It ain't fashion when I'm whippin, I'm True to my Religion Gettin wisdom in return with this music I be givin I'm so sickenin - like I got the swine flu I'm sick in my head bitch, I got the mind flu
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[Hodgy Beats] H.B., ha ha~! Ice cream parlor on a Sunday Ice cold from Monday to Monday She go both ways and my direction is one way You can't move me, watch me like a movie Do she really wanna do me? \"Oochie Wally Wally\" bang bang bang in jacuzzis And if these niggaz don't know who we be in that girl coochie, get a C-L-U-E Recognize the letters, MellowHype fly You can tell by the feathers, I'm a ball player in any kind of weather, strike one, and you out of my motherfuckin house like Hugh Hefner I laugh out loud, my pretty ass proud If you wanna find me, I'll be in my own cloud Writin lyrics to myself, I'm my own penpal and I make beats mothafucker - send now
