thugged out since cub scouts
Singer:cunninlynguists
uh-oh! here comes trouble
mc's talkin' 'bout they thugs
yo we been thugged out since cub scouts
you know what that means?
when y'all were breakin in line
we didn't have no slip knots
we have girl scout cookies
reach in here if it breaks you'll feel 'em!
thugged out since cub scouts - best believe
we are guaranteed to make you bleed
thugged out since cub scouts - yes indeed
thugged out since cub scouts - best believe
we are guaranteed to make you bleed
thugged out since cub scouts - yes indeed
yo; bailing on my big wheel
wiffleball bat in my holster
supersoaker filled with piss
get drugged out of your own treehouse
hangin hives on jungle gyms
girls want beef like arby's
my cub scouts were a miniature sinister army
in the cafeteria didn't let shit slide
hit guys up for they milk and shepherd's pie
you want extra pizza? here's yo' slice {*blade sound*}
i'm the line leader bitch
thought you knew i'm the shit dog
that's what you get for rollin all hard in kickball
you better hope class lasts
cause at recess your ass is grass
i been thugged out since i was a cub scout
punchin niggas in the mouth {*bam*}
i was gettin a whippin from momma like every week
splittin' niggas wigs and takin' their g.i. joes
talk shit and feel my hands grip ya fuckin throat
girls hated me cause i would always steal they jump rope
now let a bigga nigga say somethin stupid
why must the nappy head boy
where's the home trainin? he's like an animal with no tamin
who you blamin when your son gets snatched up
and while you playin dodgeball i'll be tappin jaws
here comes that boy again! yo he's worse than a chuckie doll
thugged out since cub scouts - best believe
we are guaranteed to make you bleed
thugged out since cub scouts - yes indeed
thugged out since cub scouts - best believe
we are guaranteed to make you bleed
thugged out since cub scouts - yes indeed
jugga bully wasn't at all popular
until that day i beat down the hall monitor
i used to use small binoculars
to look at girls through this hole in the wall
that led directly to the stalls where the broads lockers were
and they were usually all topless or leanin over to tie their shoes
that's when i bust through
and make my move to grab at least 5 boobs
and this ain't high school
burned the media center into carbons
i guess i had mental problems
i think my problems started when the school nurse put me on ritalin
y'all put sugar in gas tanks
i put boogers on the substitute's glass and he drank
i had pics of a hooker with the principal
i guess i had a passion for pranks
i wasn't scared of the teachers
juggs was gettin head under the bleachers
durin the pledge of allegiance
hey! cuttin in the lunch line
i'll stab you dead in yo' eye with a lincoln log
oh you think i'm soft because i rock izod?
pull out the sawed off ' oh my god!"