[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
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Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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You wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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[Krayzie Bone]
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I knew this nigga that used to be large on the boulevard
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This nigga was ballin y'all, big house driveway full of cars
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This nigga would pull up in brand new Caddies, packed-up full of broads
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Bossin, flossin, all his ghetto superstar
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Until some young niggaz decided they was gon pull his card
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And one night when he came home, they was in the bushes in his yard
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As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the bushes
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And let out off they ammunation, but they didn't hit him, they missed him
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(oh shit, hot damn!)
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So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin off his shit
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And hit one of them niggaz back off in the skillet, left him with his wig-split
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And one of the niggaz, he dropped his GUN and started to RUN
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As soon as he took one step, the nigga was DONE, DONE, he was DONE!
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He took a shot to the abdomen, and as he blasted the last one
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He'll survive it, but they wont be alive to tell that - thug story
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Livin in the city is really, no nuts, no glory, no nuts, no glory, glory glory...
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[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
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Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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You wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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[Layzie Bone]
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We come with the ones, we come with the guns, we come with the heat that go bang!
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Backin them brains, deep in the hood, it still is an everyday thang, shit!
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Just last week, a nigga was comin from work, to feed his kids
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Got caught in the crossfire, we couldn't take the shit he did
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Always the innocent feelin the losses in the ghetto
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And if you're from here, you probably is a rebel!
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That been through some shit, seen some shit you couldn't bear
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Only a few make it out, niggaz dead or in jail
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I figured that I would just give you my story!
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Forever I'm thuggin, it's the only thang for me!
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Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night, gettin drunk
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Prove I'm not a punk, sellin my llell on the first of the month
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Smokin sherm, sticks and blunts, known for layin niggaz down
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Anything you want, I'll get it, I'ma claim the whole town
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I'm a nigga, you'sa nigga, she's a nigga, we some niggaz
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Wouldn't you like to be a nigga too? We got some, we got some
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[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
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Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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You wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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[Wish Bone]
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I gotta story for your ass...
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I remember hustlin down on the corner, that's what thugstas do!
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Then it got too hectic, wanted my money got all my own crew!
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Why work so hard, let these other niggaz stack mine up and snatch shit?
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Everything was good at the few licks, but niggaz got greedy, aw shit!
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Recruited the law, that's when, thangs went downhill
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All she had to do was swipe his keys, dump 'em and put 'em right back there
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But I guess he seen her, cause we got that heat
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He was waiting right there, there, waitin right there!
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Shots went out, everybody runs except baby-girl
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I, turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl
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And we cant leave her, not like that, not like that!
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But damn, I think she gone! Here come the po-pos and we scrap, scrap!
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So we made our getaway, and had to lay low, law low!
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But it ain't over, till one of us sees that crossroads!
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But damn, carmern comes right back, comes right back
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Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps, damn!
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[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
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Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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You wanna hear some thug stories?
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We got some real thug stories!
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Thug Stories
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| Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
