[Krayzie Bone]
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Hey young thugs, the world is yours
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The world, the world, the world is yours
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[Chorus: Krayzie (Bizzy)]
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Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)
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Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
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Young thugs, my young thugs
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Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
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Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)
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Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)
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Young thugs, my young thugs
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Young thugs, my young thugs (y'all near the end, y'all near the end)
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[Krayzie Bone]
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Standin outside is a broken thug (that's me)
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Who don't wanna go home (no)
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Rather stand here frozen up
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Hangin out in the cold, zero below
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Tryin to find a soul
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Before the mind is gone
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Tryin to find that God and roll
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And keep rollin on
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On, on, on, rollin on
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You better keep rollin on
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On, on, on, rollin on
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You better keep rollin on
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[Wish Bone]
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Every time I look into the mirror get to thinkin I'm wrong
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Cause I thug, I thug
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All I see lookin back is a thug and I know I did wrong
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Young thug, young thug (uh)
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It's amazin how we get them second chances and he let us live on
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All thugs, all thugs
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T-H-U-G, is all I wanna be
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All my little thugs is really thuggin with me
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I really don't get it straight from poverty, they broken no more!
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You really need to stop because you know them Thugs is gonna live on!
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[Chorus]
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[Bizzy Bone]
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See baby got it goin on
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But she was born in a fucked up home
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And ain't nobody feelin her, momma seem to be stuck on niggaz
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that'll beat us every time she's gone
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And ain't nobody real as her, here we go again
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There he go again, I don't wanna be here no more
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Now I'm havin a baby, only nigga that held me
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You don't have to tell me - he went crazy and he left ya
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Yeah that nigga went crazy, but I thank him for the love
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That's all I've got (what)
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Baby got it goin on, 19, nail shop
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Bail drop, bling watch, talent fulfilled
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Hoops in with the hair all prepped and propped
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Don't give a fuck about a nigga now (I don't care)
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And the shit don't stop, yeah
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'Til the casket drops, yeah
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I'm all that I got, got, got
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[Layzie Bone]
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Once upon a time there was a little young nigga runnin wild and smokin weed
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And if you was lookin for whatever, he can get you what you need
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Down Thuggsta with some problems, nobody never seem to spot him
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One day somebody shot him, and the drama got started
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Now his momma's on the pipe and bigger brother's in jail
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Nigga go on and cop a seat, I got a story to tell
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See, first he was just chillin then his belly got hungry
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Everybody in the family out for self, ain't got no money
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So what's a young thug to do now? (and do now)
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Ain't nothin to do but hit the streets
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and get some heat and put the rules down
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That's what he get, lil' hustler off to the races
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Tryin to win it while he in it, actin bad and catchin cases
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Before he knew it he was in too deep
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Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, he was in too deep
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He coulda, changed his life, but no he didn't
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Now the little nigga layin dead in the grave still not listenin
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[Chorus]
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[Krayzie Bone - over Chorus]
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If I could teach the world to be
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A Thug in perfect Harmony
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If I could teach the world to be
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A Thug in perfect Harmony
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Young Thugs
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| Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
