Ain't A Thug (edited album version)-Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy - Ain't A Thug (edited album version) If I ain't a thug, you think I ain't a thug Then tell me what I am 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I feel this way? Why the streets stay on my mind? Since I am a thug, why do y'all get so mad? Why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life? If I ain't a thug then y'all tell me who is How many other mutha f**kas y'all know can do this Yeah I'm a thug for ever and I never ever Disrespect the game or cross one of my niggas, listen Slippin' already cost one of my niggas So I better select the fools that I be chillin' with And I don't know nothin', didn't hear or see nothin' I can't remember, but yet still I won't forget 'em I'm from the dark side, born and raised in a thug life And I'm out the city from the d**g dealers and wise guys If I ain't a thug, then you explain it 'cuz How come a young ni**a livin' so dangerous And why my name always somehow involved in stuff It's obvious, y'all can't target us Yeah I'm a thug ni**a, but I ain't a d**g dealer Three time convicted felone, so should I know better 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I feel this way? Why the streets stay on my mind? Since I am a thug, why do y'all get so mad? Why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life? It's my life? From day one I've been thuggin' and I'm lovin' every minute of it So all you crittics and haters I'm sayin' mutha f**k ya I don't like ya, and therefore I don't trust ya You couldn't shake me up, now you tryin' to set me up It's bad enough we had it rough when we was growin' up You killed Pac and Biggie, now try to k**l us But I throw my Fos up, 'cuz I'm foeva fo sho A thug rebal fo certain, that's why I never listen I ain't the snitchin' kinda ni**a yo, and I'm a different kinda ni**a So you bustas can't leave me ain't no centamental ni**a I'm sittin' on spinners ni**a, so when I'm draggin' my Denim Don't you bustas try and hit 'em, hear me I'm from the parts where the stars like to hear the stars Quality sound beatin' down in each and every car Givin' them hell like I'm David Chappelle Prostitute boy there with plenty d**k for sale 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I feel this way? Why the streets stay on my mind? Since I am a thug, why do y'all get so mad? Why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life? Since I am a thug, that's why you listen to me 'Cuz I'm a T H U G officially, you see A lot a niggas still doubt a ni**a So when they conversatin' they be playa hatin' bout a ni**a But I expect them to, what else they supposed to do When they dead broke and I got more flow then they do And they mad 'cuz I don't f**k wit them Oh well stay mad 'cuz I don't kiss niggas a** Listen I'm too busy bein' a real ni**a So if you f**k wit me you can f**k around and get killed ni**a The truth is Mr. Dollars is the real deal Hell I'm the mutha f**ker made county bail, yeah And I'm strictly for the thug 'cuz I'm showin off And I'm quick to straight f**k a ni**a, what? Huh, p**sy ni**a, what? For my mutha f**kin' thugs 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I feel this way? Why the streets stay on my mind? Since I am a thug, why do y'all get so mad? Why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life? 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I feel this way? Why the streets stay on my mind? Since I am a thug, why do y'all get so mad? Why can't cha'll accept that, it's my life? 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I? I ain't a thug I ain't a thug I ain't a thug On my mind 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I I ain't a thug I ain't a thug I ain't a thug, oh oh 'Cuz if I ain't a thug 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, ain't a thug 'Cuz if I ain't a thug 'Cuz if I ain't a thug, why do I feel this way? Why the streets stay on my mind?