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/
Murder
Young Thug Lyrics
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Murder she wrote, murder she wrote, murder she wrote
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder she wrote
No bird, I′m pickin' peacock trees
Don't play or I send all the bees
And this bitch tryna get a hold of these bees
I remember ridin' around with .223s
But I′m thankful for my giving, no knees
Any blunts that we smoke bigger than leaves
12 smell ′em, they tryna pull up and make us leave
Young Thugger be Pillsbury Dough, baby
Young Thugger take a brick and make it snow baby
Young Thugger turn a nine into a ho baby
When you leave Thug, you gotta change the clothes baby
Murder she wrote, murder she wrote, murder she wrote
Murder she wrote, murder she wrote, murder she wrote
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder she wrote
Now ever since I can remember
I've thugged my car tryna get a couple dollars, woah
Got more handguns than choppers
More choppers than rastas
Got more rastas than followers, woah
You can′t go near my style, you'se a young thug imposter
Lyin′ in this jungle, call me Young Thug Mufasa
We just livin' life and like a flu car you cop us
And if a nigga bases is loaded, we red sock ′em
Stop my grind and now I'm ridin', I′m gone kill your friend
Do it smart, even though it′s a sin, you won't see the pen
I got work, we get bands and I won′t be your man
And if you get it, understand, I said I won't be your man
Murder she wrote, murder she wrote, murder she wrote
Murder she wrote, murder she wrote, murder she wrote
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder she wrote
The song "Murder" by Young Thug is a rap song that talks about the violent nature of the streets and the tough life that comes with it. The chorus is simply repeating "murder she wrote" over and over again, which seems to imply that the streets write their own violent stories through the acts of murder. In the verses, Young Thug talks about his own experiences living in the streets and the various tactics he uses to survive. He makes reference to guns and drugs, claiming to have had .223s and turned nine into ho's, which is likely a reference to turning a 9mm gun into a machine gun or submachine gun using illegal modifications, alluding to his involvement in criminal activities.
The first verse talks about how Young Thug is trying to make a living and raise himself up using peacock trees, which is a metaphor for his drugs, and his want to spread the wealth around to those close to him. However, anyone who tries to interfere with his operation will feel the wrath of "all the bees." He also talks about being thankful for what he has and smoking large blunts, but having to be careful of the police. In the second verse, he speaks on his past as a young thug, the guns he has, the people who follow him, and how he is irreplaceable because of his unique style. He also vows to kill those who try to stop his grind, regardless of how sinful it may be, and that he won’t be anyone's "man" (i.e., subordinate or henchman).
Line by Line Meaning
Murder she wrote, murder she wrote, murder she wrote
The repeated phrase represents the repetition of this act
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
Emphasizing his intention to carry out the act
No bird, I'm pickin' peacock trees
He's picking and choosing carefully, seeking out the best options
I'm just trying to raise it up for all the seeds
He's raising himself up for future success, planting the seeds for his upcoming power and growth
Don't play or I send all the bees
A warning that he can send his crew to attack
And this bitch tryna get a hold of these bees
Someone is trying to get a hold of his crew and their resources
I remember ridin' around with .223s
Recalling a time when he used to ride around with dangerous weapons
But I'm thankful for my giving, no knees
He acknowledges the blessings he's received without having to beg
Any blunts that we smoke bigger than leaves
They're smoking large amounts of weed
12 smell 'em, they tryna pull up and make us leave
Police are targeting them and trying to get them to leave
Young Thugger be Pillsbury Dough, baby
He can mold himself and become whatever he wants
Young Thugger take a brick and make it snow baby
He can turn drugs into snow, meaning cocaine, and make a lot of money off of it
Young Thugger turn a nine into a ho baby
He can turn a $9 bill into a lot more money
When you leave Thug, you gotta change the clothes baby
When you're with him, you're part of his crew and need to dress appropriately
Now ever since I can remember
Recalling his past experiences
I've thugged my car tryna get a couple dollars, woah
He's hustled a lot to make money
Got more handguns than choppers
He has more handguns than he does helicopters
More choppers than rastas
He has more guns than rastafarians (a type of person who typically smokes weed)
Got more rastas than followers, woah
He has more rastafarians in his crew than regular followers
You can't go near my style, you'se a young thug imposter
No one can replicate his style or swagger, anyone who tries is an imitation
Lyin' in this jungle, call me Young Thug Mufasa
He's the king of the jungle, leading his crew and making moves
We just livin' life and like a flu car you cop us
They're just living their lives and hoping not to get caught by the police
And if a nigga bases is loaded, we red sock 'em
If someone tries to mess with him or his crew, they will retaliate and strike back
Stop my grind and now I'm ridin', I'm gone kill your friend
If someone tries to get in his way, he will go after them and harm them
Do it smart, even though it's a sin, you won't see the pen
If he harms someone, he'll be smart about it and try not to get caught
I got work, we get bands and I won't be your man
He has people working for him and making money, but he doesn't want to be anyone's boyfriend or close friend
And if you get it, understand, I said I won't be your man
If someone still tries to get close to him, they need to understand he doesn't want to be their man
Writer(s): Inconnu Editeur, Steve Vangilbergen
Contributed by Cole T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Snook mgb
Never gets old !! Mixtape days
chiumiah nkosilathi
We all miss this youngthug
couso
aint music like this no more
Quent Bron
This my shit 💯💯💯💪🏿
King KushGne
Still 🔥🔥
Wildlyffe
dih shii hard asf breh💯💯
W
Genius hook
HorizonxHangè
Who here from thug Instagram story of keed singing this
BossedOut Nazzy
@yAng Pain On Slatt.
yAng Pain
rip keed free thugger