Thug It Out

[Intro - Trey Songz] Aye, Ya'll niggas stop talking all that shit in the club man [Chorus - Trey Songz] It ain't a problem we can thug it out (Your hood, my hood) Come show me what you talking 'bout (talking 'bout) (Right here what's good) Ain't a problem so just watch your mouth (Talk tough til' we) Erase your face and take you out (take you out) It ain't a problem [Verse 1 - Jay Rock] Back in the days Unfortunately a lot of real niggas being replaced With all the official niggas that put frowns on their faces Every time the m's come on they perpetrating I guess I grew up different I can't blame them, my childhood had to evolve around killers Gangs and drug dealers, weed and cocaine Which eventually made me who I am today So I don't pay attention to 'em I don't ever listen to 'em I just brush off their loud talk Play the background waiting for something to pop off Watch the same nigga run to his car Lame nigga never saw guns before Be the same nigga talk about his guns to blow He be considered a joke When the hot ovens come out, it's life or death Cutthroat niggas run back to their mom's house You scared nigga [Chorus - Trey Songz] [Verse 2 - Jay Rock] White [?] on the ride Model bitch on the side On my lap 4-5 Nigga that's how I drive On these streets homeboy it's do or die You wouldn't know because you never came outside The wise man said actions speaks louder than words And you clown niggas working my nerves Hop in the booth and say you put work on the curb Guns in the hood but never took a [?] on the turf Never mention that when you rapping your verse Nah, act tough when you yap on the chirp Ain't that some shit your homies come around and you act like you run shit Then wanna question my gangsta up on some dumb shit Don't do that, we won't shoot where your legs is at It's either your head or the area where your head pledging at No allegiance, now breathing under God Bitch [Chorus - Trey Songz] [Verse 3 - Jay Rock] It's funny how these niggas be so hard on a record See 'em in the streets, these niggas be soft as a feather Yeah the ones that be in the club and they get their chain snatched We play for keeps so I doubt they get their chain back Plus the ones that talk tough behind the microphone Be the first niggas to run when the fight is on Them niggas scary and it's easy to see I ain't calling out names, got caller ID Niggas want beef boy you know where I be In G projects, 112 street look Don't need to check my resume nigga I'm good B.L double O D nigga I'm hood Lifting weights think he solid as a rock Bet I knock his ass down from a .45 shot So don't talk shit homie when you know your a ho Like the good Bible say boy you reap what you sow Bitch nigga [Chorus - Trey Songz]