Thug was born amongst the masses eliminating any doubt that he wouldn’t be special. The second youngest child of 11 children developed a skill for standing out amongst many, early. Young Thug moved to Jonesboro, an impoverished suburb of Georgia where his lifestyle was engrossed by the crime, drug addiction and violence that surrounded him. It was there that he developed an insatiable appetite to succeed his current situation. After discovering and acknowledging his talent and creativity for music in 2010, Thug started a new hustle that would soon mature as one of the most promising music careers in the South. He also founded the record label YSL ( Young Stoner/Slatt Life) in 2010.
Eyeballing the throne of Hip hop royalty, Young Thug began to create a sound and style that would inevitably place him on top. Young Thug’s catchy verses and raw lyrical talent distinguished noise from art, clearly being the latter his creations are the best that remain of Southern hip hop. He is the embodiment of the evolution of Southern hip-hop. Young Thug is the representative for a generation that doesn't see hip-hop as a hobby but a lifestyle. Keeping true to himself, his art, and his home Young Thug will stand alone as the one true savior of the Southern movement.
2. Young Thug aka The Demon Child is hardcore/horrorcore rapper/beatmaker from Central France. Often collaborated with Lil Prod. Also he made 2 albums under the alias Da Mystic Terror, in these 2 albums he changed his voice to make it sounds like it's an other person rapping.
Official blogspots:
http://demonchildproductions.blogspot.com/
http://lilproddiscographie.blogspot.com/
King TROUP
Young Thug Lyrics
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When it's time to ride, if you love 'em, nigga, prove it
You know all your lil' niggas gon' shoot shit up for you
I thought I seen a ghost because your son look like you fool
King Troup
Action
I hop out, I'm dabbin'
We on to this fashion
My coupe sit on Davin's
Hop out with a bad bitch
My faculty braggin'
My briefs, they high fashion
She naked, I walk through the door
I promise, I promise she know
I pour up a four and got more
I'm cold as the North fuckin' Pole
I came a long way from the stove
I hop in the foreign, go slow
Iced out, ain't no time in it, oh
I just beat the case
I hopped out the Benz
I just fucked some twins
Had the jewelry in
I hopped out again
Pulled up in the Range
Got drank in my cup
Like I'm Kirko Bangz
From ashy to classy
Keep up with my ice and my fashion
I take care of my kid with a passion
I pray to God that they stay happy
Lil Roscoe, he sleep where it's nasty
They could've freed him 'cause he grew up with no daddy
But instead they took advantage and did him badly
Ain't give no fucks 'cause we were seven
Gotta camera from the club and that's all they had
They also knew that lil' nigga didn't have a wagon
(Free the Goat)
Damn
Action
I hop out, I'm dabbin'
My old lady classy
We on to this fashion
My coupe sit on Davin's
Hop out with a bad bitch
My faculty braggin'
My briefs, they high fashion
She naked, I walk through the door
I promise, I promise she know
I pour up a four and got more
I'm cold as the North fuckin' Pole
I came a long way from the stove
I hop in the foreign, go slow
Iced out, ain't no time in it, oh
Stop it, stop the killin'
We, we get millions
We together, get the cheddar (get them racks)
Fuck them niggas, keep a Beretta
Let 'em have it
Ask God for forgiveness for them babies
You know Slimes with it, baby, baby
Stack them racks up to the ceiling, hey, hey
Fuck you a nigga's old lady
Keep 'em mad and that's how you know you doin' good
Keep embarrassin' them with racks that look like books
I'm so finished, with these bitches
I need me a real one, I need commitment, where ya at?
Action
I hop out, I'm dabbin'
My old lady classy
We on to this fashion
My coupe sit on Davin's
Hop out with a bad bitch
My faculty braggin'
My briefs, they high fashion (Versace)
She naked, I walk through the door
I promise, I promise she know
I pour up a four and got more
I'm cold as the North fuckin' Pole
I came a long way from the stove
I hop in the foreign, go slow
Iced out, ain't no time in it, oh
She know it, she know it
She know it, she know it
She know it, she know it
She know it, yeah she know it
She know it
She know it
She know it, know it, know it, know it, know it, know it
King Troup
The song "King TROUP" by Young Thug is a tribute to Keith B. Troup, a close childhood friend of the rapper who was killed in a drive-by shooting in 2015. The lyrics reflect on the loss of Troup and express a deep sense of grief and honor towards his life. The opening lines, "I just asked God why he called for Troup, when it's time to ride, if you love 'em, nigga, prove it," suggest that Young Thug is questioning why someone so loved had to die.
Throughout the song, Young Thug makes references to Troup's son, who he sees as a reflection of his friend. He also touches on the rapper's success and how he has come a long way from his humble beginnings. The chorus, "She know it, she know it, she know it, know it, know it, know it, King Troup," further reinforces the idea of keeping alive the memory of his friend.
Overall, "King TROUP" is a powerful tribute to a lost friend and a reflection on the importance of honoring those who have touched our lives, no matter how briefly.
Line by Line Meaning
I just asked God why he called for Troup
Wondering why God took Troup away
When it's time to ride, if you love 'em, nigga, prove it
If you truly care about someone, you'll stand with them through tough times and ride together
You know all your lil' niggas gon' shoot shit up for you
Your friends and crew will go to great lengths to show their loyalty and defend you
I thought I seen a ghost because your son look like you fool
Seeing Troup's son reminds him of the friend that he lost
King Troup
Paying homage to his friend and acknowledging his legacy
I just beat the case
Being acquitted of a criminal charge
I hopped out the Benz
Getting out of a luxury car
I just fucked some twins
Having sex with two women at the same time
Had the jewelry in
Wearing expensive jewelry
Pulled up in the Range
Arriving in a Range Rover
Got drank in my cup
Drinking alcohol
Like I'm Kirko Bangz
Referencing Kirko Bangz, a rapper known for his love of lean (codeine cough syrup mixed with soda)
From ashy to classy
Going from rags to riches
Keep up with my ice and my fashion
Staying up to date with his jewelry and fashion
I take care of my kid with a passion
Loving and providing for his child deeply
I pray to God that they stay happy
Asking for God's blessing for his family's happiness
Lil Roscoe, he sleep where it's nasty
A friend or family member who is now deceased and buried in a less desirable location
They could've freed him 'cause he grew up with no daddy
Commenting on the injustice of a person being punished for not having a father figure
But instead they took advantage and did him badly
Being mistreated or abused while in custody or prison
Ain't give no fucks 'cause we were seven
Not caring about consequences as a child
Gotta camera from the club and that's all they had
Being falsely accused based on a limited amount of evidence
They also knew that lil' nigga didn't have a wagon
Being stereotyped and judged unfairly based on material possessions or socioeconomic status
Stop it, stop the killin'
Urging an end to violence
We, we get millions
Being successful and wealthy
We together, get the cheddar (get them racks)
Working collectively to earn money
Fuck them niggas, keep a Beretta
Being prepared to defend oneself with a handgun
Ask God for forgiveness for them babies
Taking responsibility for past mistakes and asking for forgiveness
You know Slimes with it, baby, baby
Being surrounded by loyal friends and crew who are always ready to fight and ride for you
Stack them racks up to the ceiling, hey, hey
Accumulating large amounts of money
Fuck you a nigga's old lady
Having sex with someone else's girlfriend or wife
Keep 'em mad and that's how you know you doin' good
Making others jealous or angry by being successful and thriving
Keep embarrassin' them with racks that look like books
Humiliating others with one's wealth and extravagant spending habits
I'm so finished, with these bitches
Being done with promiscuous and unfaithful women
I need me a real one, I need commitment, where ya at?
Seeking a loyal and faithful partner for a committed relationship
She know it, she know it
Acknowledging that someone is aware of something
She know it, yeah she know it
Reiterating that someone is aware of something
She know it, know it, know it, know it, know it, know it
Emphasizing that someone is very aware of something
King Troup
Closing the song by paying tribute to his late friend and referring to him as a royal figure
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Written by: Jeffrey Williams, Wesley Glass
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@ZicoTops
This song is powerful as hell
@JyralashayC
No cap
@TheeCourtneyShow
Fr
@owlaolu
No cap
@noway1171
Bloods and crips coming together.
@_Sylens
Anyone notice his best songs have speech marks 😂😂 Power, with that, king troup, best friend and theres probably more
@phillipoyugi461
The way he switches his flow and vocals 🤯, this man is a genius
@SlimeNerd619
Listen to Purpose by Young Thug
@lilkfc9664
Functional addict 🙏🏼 a brain on drugs 😄💯
@phillipoyugi461
@LilKFC 😂😂😂, c'mon