Top Songs By YG
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Larry Sanders
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry Jayy
Producer
David Pizzimenti
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Told mama I'm a thug ****, drug dealer, gang-banger, young ****
Bandana and some locs
Told mama I'm a thug ****, drug dealer, gang-banger, young ****
Still chuck the four
[Verse 2]
Don't trip
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
Now I got that money, everybody love me
[Verse 3]
I'm a thug ****, I might drop somethin'
I'm a thug ****, I might flock somethin'
I'm a thug ****, make the foreign do a donut
If I like her, I'ma hit it, I don't care who fucked
[Verse 4]
I'm a thug ****, I don't smoke hookah
I fuck bitches and talk about who walls looser
What it look like, what it smell like?
Doe she know how to give the head right?
[Verse 5]
Hey, all my homies feel like fuck life
Pop tag, ****, fuck price
They say I'm wrong but I feel so right
Straight out the gate with the glock on my side
[Verse 6]
I don't turn down fiends
I don't got feelings, I feel no ways
He was crying when he was in that cage
He probably bleed for seven days, ****
[Verse 7]
Told mama I'm a thug ****, drug dealer, gang-banger, young ****
Bandana and some locs
Told mama I'm a thug ****, drug dealer, gang-banger, young ****
Still chuck the four
[Verse 8]
Don't trip
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
Now I got that money, everybody love me
[Verse 9]
I can Blood walk to this, I can Blood talk to this
Can't you see I'm feeling myself?
Back, back, let me talk my shit
[Verse 10]
It go Big Budda, Slim-Foe, Psycho, Lil' Tick, Tiny Train and Bool Boy
Try me? A **** wish
Jay Man, Big Trill, Money and Charlie Hood
Shout out to I-F's, I used to bang with Inglewood
[Verse 11]
Baby down for villain gang, little known familiar gang
Burger G, D and Hoff from Swan, they be having things
Q-Ball, Lil Wolf, Free Troop and Baby Budda
My young ****, the whole hood love them boys, they some shooters
[Verse 12]
Big round, little round, both with the gun clap
One in jail for the bank lick, the other went down for straps
Tiny Rock, Heavy D, Mike Lee from Nutty Blocc
Turtle 3 and G-Man from Santana Block
[Verse 13]
Baby Odi, Tiny Creep, boat for the smiley beep
My young **** shining back from Inglewood NHP
Big beef from NHP, the homegirls from the tree
Put that on something, on P, ****
[Verse 14]
Told mama I'm a thug ****, drug dealer, gang-banger, young ****
Bandana and some locs
Told mama I'm a thug ****, drug dealer, gang-banger, young ****
Still chuck the four
[Verse 15]
Don't trip
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
I'm a hustler, baby (Come here, daddy)
Now I got that money, everybody love me
Written by: Keenon Jackson, Larry Sanders