Lyrical Breakdown of For My Thugz - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "For My Thugz" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Boosie Badazz weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "For My Thugz" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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This is for my thugz (my thugz)
My real ass niggas
My smokin weed dranking partnas
Pill ass niggas This is for my big rollers
My big smokers
My drankas and pill poppers
For my niggas who keep it real partna
This for my niggas to drink fifths at 8 o clock in the morning
For my niggas who burn all day when it be raining and storming
This for the pill poppers
Like Lil Bronce and Lil Trail
This is for the D W I gadgets who copped their ass out of jail
This for my nigga Lil June
Yea thats my nigga then (my nigga then)
If he don't get no bigger then
Thats still my nigga then (my nigga then)
This for my niggas who big roll ounces
Have some Killo
This for my niggas who pump 4's
To Lil Flip and Lil O
This for my niggas smokin dust for there tri
This is for the mommas crying if they want to take there fucking child away from that chronic that reefer aka indonesia
For my niggas who took two that heater and be ready for Eva
This for my niggas who be rollin put they dick in they back
This for my real soldiers nigga like me click off the track
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This is for my hoes who love dick
And be bout that thug shit
Ain't with that stud and they just ready to fuck quick
This is for my hoes who smoke joe
Go to the club and warm hoes
And was by her man side when he went to take his Joes
This is for all them Lil juveniles
You think Lil Boosie on file
Short Red with that ghetto ass style
This is for my hoes who stick close
And keep they man lookin fresh
This is for my hoes who love that nigga and tape they name to they chest
This is for the gold diggin hoes
Who rat this ditch its niggas joe
For the firey spicey thugs who take they dick to they tho
This is for the pill poppin hoes
Who ready to take off they clothes
Who smoke weed all day
But don't fuck wit they nose
This is for the real ass hoes
Who hold they nigga stash down
Who sell out all the shade
And k see gotta mash down
It's Lil Boosie the track clown
And me I like a gangsta bitch
Do or die for her nigga and a shanksta bitch
Other This is for my guls my guls
My real ass bitches
My smokin weed drankin partnas
Pill ass bitches ...
All my pill poppas put yo ex in the air
put yo ex in the air ...
All my big smokers put yo blunts in the air
Put yo blunts in the air...
All my big drinkas put yo hen in the air
Put yo hen in the air...
That boy be buckin when he jumpin
Throw your hood in the air repeat until fade