This is the 2nd track off Papoose’s 2008 mixtape “Build Or Destroy”.

The song was produced by Sid Roams.

It’s sampled from Strawbs’s 1974 single “Hero And Heroine”[Intro]

Thug-A

Thug-A

Thug-A

Thug-A

Thug-A-Cation

2Pac had the Outlawz

Biggie Smalls had Junior M.A.F.I.A

50 Cent got the G-Unit

Jay-Z got Roc-A-Fella

They say Jesus had the disciples

I present to y'all the nation of Thug-A-Cation

Awww man, my nigga Tydro with his eyes low

2008 was ours before it even started, is you retarded

Downtown's C-Brown, Snipe, Flipper the Ripper

Mussolini, my niggas strong, we can't go wrong

Tommy Gunz and Al Capo is getting mad dough

Kay Slay eased up

O-Dogg, pusher in the mall, trigger-happy Pappy

And I go by the name of...

Ya'll know what I'mma say already man

Ya'll know what I'mma say

Papoose, Pa-poose

[Hook]

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, slip a clip in (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, suck a dick then (Bang Bang)

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, ride, yo. (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, die slow. (Bang Bang)

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, slip a clip in (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, suck a dick then (same thing)

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, ride, yo (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, die slow

[Verse]

I know you're tired of hearing stories 'bout homicide

I'm bona fide

Promise my life these niggas won't harm a fly

Dance at a disco

Throw rice at a wedding

Won't put shit in a diaper, I bang like a lighter

Cocaine wars, take your chain off

Back them for the dog food, man, this stuff ain't yours

Give me a thousand grams, I'm a let the 4 bang off

It take more than a key to open my domain doors

Broke the RICO, son of Sam, it's some no-name laws

And I slept with your main broad. What's your name? Lord?

They call me, Papoosie, walk with a black Uzi

Two thumbs down, you acting in whack movies

Why you did a song with him? He mad moody

I'll, don't touch me, you got the rap cooties

It's on when I carry the crons and the Caddy

You can get every Tom, Dick, and Harry

Listen

I hit Tom with the long

Dick with the fifth

Harry with the Cali

And hop right in my whip

You won't hear a thing when P banging that toaster

P move in silence just like the "P" in pneumonia

Catch you in the 'ville and chase you from Saratoga

Slump you on the Forn-up's

I get a share cake and feed it

Homie, you get a share cake and eat it

At the end of the day, niggas can't say I cheated

I feel every man should get a fair shake and keep it

I don't put niggas on, then my plans ain't completed

They'd rather listen to hands say then see it

You can walk a horse to the water, but you can't make him drink it

Some niggas treat others bad, can't take the treatment

Treat how you wanna be treated, can't face the beating

Plans ain't strategic. Disagree, they can't make agreements

Snakes in the grass, they give a handshake and dice it

Some niggas think they strong, but yeah, they're the weakest

Trying to prove their strength, give you a handshake and squeeze it

Yeah, I get my hands dirty, my hands ain't the cleanest

If I shake your hand, I give you a handshake and mean it

This mover of music here cause I'm here to make my thesis

And only for my fans' sake, I speak it with the bare face of Jesus

On my neck, my pants there with creases

Authentic kicks, I never wear fake Belices

Low top, uptowns, one of my pair of favorite sneakers

I rock a pair of men's just like the landscape of Egypt

Spit bars to the foreigners, let them translate to English

Naw, you and your mans ain't the deepest

Some artists can sew dreams, everything hear they believe it

So they stuck on the underground, they can't break the cement

When they get into show business, their answer's deceiving

Hear themselves on the radio, so they feel they're succeeding

Business before show, the airplay is needed

First things come first, homie you can't break the sequence

When you make a dope record, your fans can't receive it

Took it right out of rotation. Damn, it's deleted

When the whack records come, yeah they increasing

Give them 90 spins a day. Damn, they repeat it

Just so they can shine, them dudes, there, they competed

Back to the drawing-board, your plans got defeated

[Hook]

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, slip a clip in (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, suck a dick then (Bang Bang)

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, ride, yo. (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, die slow. (Bang Bang)

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, slip a clip in (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, suck a dick then (same thing)

You with the Thug-A, Thug-A, ride, yo (Bang Bang)

You with them other suckers, die slow