(feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)
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It's 1999
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Guess what?
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The motherfuckin' real thugs is in this motherfucker now
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[Chorus x4]
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Always, always, what am I?, what am I?
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A thug always, -ways, -ways
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Uh-huh, uh-huh
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[Krayzie]
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Niggas look out
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And we in the motherfucker house
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We in here now
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It's going down steepin' through the crowd
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Sippin' on Henny we get wild
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Niggas lookin' fool
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If he even move and step like he hatin', knock him out
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And then keep stompin' his head in the ground
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And drag him out onto the dance floor
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Tell him what to stand for
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Now when they came they had they pants on
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We beat bitches up out their britches
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Lets show 'em how to tear up a club
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When they be fuckin' with the thugs
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Nigga, we come to party
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But I'll fuck up somebody
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But y'all ain't feelin' me
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Is y'all 'til one of these bullets split y'all, hit y'all
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If y'all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags
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Then you should meet us, see how fast we slash your ass
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You wanna rumble?
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I'm sick of bein' humble
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Give ya everything you come here for so come on, ho
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Sawed Off Slim, it don't matter
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I got somethin' for him and him
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And then them niggas that you bring back thinkin' you can win
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Fuck your friends
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Everybody talk that shit, nigga
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Oh, yeah I know it
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But who gonna show it, and who the ho is?
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I bet a million bucks it's not us
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Yeah, we might not get everybody
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Somebody gonna get fucked (fucked) up (up)
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[Flesh]
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You wanna come test me now?
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Come now say come now challenge me
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Let a real niggas handle my business
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I'm gonna finish I gotta end this, I'ma dimnish this
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Come follow my prophet, seeking gifts
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It ain't no stoppin' me I gotta clock G's
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T-H-U-G
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Pop niggas they D-E-A-D
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Bet a thug don't test me boy I trust my dogs
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Hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam
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There's five trues of mine
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What am I?
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A thug always
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Remember the way they played back in the day
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Hit 'em with AK, y'all made to hate me, baby
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Wooo! We comin' to really make y'all feel us
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Remember that nigga Eazy-E labelled me and my trues black nigga killers
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Nigga, the realer gravedigger, brew-swig, and love bud
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And if you think you can hang, then come fuck with a thug
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And I don't give a fuck if you a Crip or you a Blood
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But when you see a thug you better show some love
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[Layzie Bone]
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Got damn, it feel good to be a thugsta
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Gettin' high, smokin' weed all day
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Ain't got to listen to no bitches and I'm disrespectin' laws
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Just doin' it the Bone Thug way
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Yeah, nigga, you gotta be crazy fuckin' with Layzie
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And all these Mo Thug killers
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We them ex-dope dealers and natural born cap peelers
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Feel us nigga, if you want ain't of that high captain here
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We kickin' that raw shit
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Fuck the law shit, been screamin' it for years
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Ain't no fear in my heart thanks to the Lord up above
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And I got a grudge against niggas that judge, give 'em no mercy, no love
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Let me see you shoot that motherfucker shoot that nigga
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Ride up, slip the clip in, any trippin' niggas spit that fire
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We don't need no water, let this motherfucker burn, baby
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And I know they hate me say lately Layzie actin' shady
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Hey, I'm the number 1 Assassin guess they just can't understand
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I fear no man, put it on my number 1 fan
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Cause I'm a stand-up true thugsta in a league of my own
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The city of Thieves is my home and I don't trust nann nigga
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My mentality is thug, runnin' the streets sellin' drugs
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Off this nigga gettin' buzzed packin' heat off in the club
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Nigga what?, nigga what?
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They sayin' that Bone was split up
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Just niggas jealous tellin rumors and lies
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Can eat a dick up, nigga
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[Wish]
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Nigga, stay real
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Thugs get high
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Why you call yourself a thug?
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That's how I feel inside
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And we don't wanna hurt nobody, -body
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But your fuckin' with us, and we shootin' up the party
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Even if you was talkin' some of that Bone shit we sayin'
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Then you can bring it on because we ready, we ready
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Fuckin' with us is like fuckin' with no condom
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That's dumb, better play with your son
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Nigga, I ain't the one
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Ain't a thang changed, niggas still the same, made a little change
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| Sendin' bullets |
