Thuggin'

[Intro: Left Brain] Yeah, it's that thug shit All my thug bitches, all my thug niggas It's MellowHype, Odd Future Wolf Gang [Verse 1: Left Brain] We be thuggin' deep running 'round the hood Like doggies in the street, you feelin' froggy, then leap Pass by the feds and its foggy in the jeep Fuck your 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 Now I don't play with guns, you can diss my bat It'll be a homerun, nigga off with ya cat Cause if I pop a shot, it'll be too loud Neighbors comin' out the house fuckin' formin' a crowd Jose Conseco 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 [Hook] We be thuggin' [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats] Before I tryin coke I put on my cloak I mouth wash all you bacteria, no soap When the situation gets bad and niggas 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, two-fifty spokes I swear I am the truth wanna hear me tell a joke? I run Dena with a lyrical quote Controllin' niggas' 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 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 [Hook] [Verse 3] 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 niggas don't know who we be In that girl coochie, get a C-L-U-E Recognize the leathers, MellowHype fly You can tell by the feathers, I'm a ballplayer in Any kind of weather, strike one, and you out of My mothafuckin' house like Hugh Hefner I laugh out loud, my pretty ass proud If you wanna find me, I be in my own cloud Writin' lyrics to myself, I'm my own pen pal And I make beats mothafucka send now [Hook]