Lyrics:
Young Thug

ain't from round here dog don't even come around Twist ya fingers up, bang motherfucker bang Throw ya hoods up, bang motherfucker bang Eastside, bang motherfucker bang Southside, bang motherfucker bang Do ya thug

" [Chorus: Krayzie Bone] (X2) Young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs, young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-

Last of a dying breed Last of a dying breed Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers I'm from even

Shit man, fuck Drivers license and registration please Hey what?s up, sir, ah, look ah Sir, could you please step out the car Oh, not a problem, officer

I'm one of the realest niggaz in this shit, man I got the muh'fuckin' streets, nigga I came in the game with everythin' I muh'fuckin' want Nigga this

Like the person needs his soul ?uh huh, jeah? Fight the will ?ay? to need his own ?ay, ay, ay? ?Just talk to em for a minute, ay just talk to em for a

play for the 7, call it Mike Vick Dirty birds, nigga, we play wit dem falcons Know some niggaz in the Decatur that pay for dem falcons Talkin' young

a fucking vet Niggaz cold like banana splits That's why I cop the AR with banana clips Sitting 24 inches off the ground (That's how ya feel) A young

'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need extra cheese, hey You can try dawg but it ain't easy, nope Mix the flake with the soul, you got Young Jeezy, damn You