Tha 3 Shugs

[Intro:]

The three Shugs

MC, ghetto nigga, P-I-M-P, ya heard?

We 'bout to get it in ya

Yo Shug you there my nigga?

[Big Shug:]

One two, one two yeah

It's all good nigga, yeah, yeah [scratched:] "one"

Whassup Duke, it's Big Shug again

Here to make money, fuck makin friends

Punches to the face, feel no ways

Call on your team, my 9 sprays

In this game, I'm pretty accurate

Immaculate, leave no mess

In through the back, out through the chest

Fuck you nigga, fuck family stress

Don't front, and I'll let you live

Don't lie, and I'll let you live

But your girl still swallow my kids

That's just the way it is, f'real

Who wish to du-el, for jew-els

Step up and get that ass kicked like a mu-el

I been there and done that

So all you got left to do, is run that

[beat changes] [scratched:] "two"

I run up in the spot, cock, two glocks

I yell out, gimme the ki's, or the combo

P.O. back know

I squeeze off I let off, I plug him in the big toe

Now he tellin me the combo slow

I open up the safe, a whole lot of dough

I put it in the bag, quick I got to go

I hear sirens so I run mad low

Through the bushes to the getaway car

I put the pedal to the metal, to get mad far

I try to be discrete

But to the kids, I'm legendary in the streets

Shuggy Shug, I'ma put the guns down

I got a plane ticket, so it's first class outta town

My hustle remains strong

Live the life of money and women, and fly rap songs

[beat changes] [scratched:] "three"

Watch out, for Big Shug Daddy

Chicks sweat me, for the rims on my Caddy

I've been pimpin chickens for years

With no fears, cause I got the fly wears

Like diamonds rings and fur coats and things

All the riches, that the good pimpin brings

I check trap, attack weak rap

Player haters, stay mad at that

I need a franchise chick

One who dreams of mansions, not five dollar dicks

If you ready to work, then I'm ready to talk

Here's your chance, to start on the sidewalk

Live the life, of a high-priced mobster

Five pounds of shrimp, and ten pounds of lobster

And a bottle of Mo', to go

If anybody ask, you Shug Daddy's hoe

So get in where you fit in

I know you smitten, by this fly pimp shit I'm spittin

So get money; no bullshittin

And when you come home we'll try five new positions

Whattup?