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Krayzie, bam, asu, and mentality 1999

I'm muthafuckin' thugline nigga, in 1999/ you muthafuckers wanna
the real thugs and hustlas, nigga?
Come to the muthafuckin' ghetto where we now we're the real thugs

This how we livin' days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and
one's for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta)

Nigga, these days, we kill you quicker to get us some paper/ you feelin'
Me?
These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; everybody your enemy/ days, it's
nigga for they self
'cause it ain't no such thing as friends and wealth, so niggas get left/ and
why
These days, you be raw out here on the streets/ tell 'em, these days
You can't be fuckin' with niggas that's weak/ and these days, no tellin'
You'll meet your
I seen it too often, that's why fuck flossin' I caution/ don't trip, shit
If rich, you're rich
'cause if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ grab cash and split your

These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ you're ready to pull

Your fo'-fo' and how come these days niggas wanna be the don of the mob?
They claim it, but they qualify for the job/ these days
We bustin' at quicker, simply 'cause it's 1999, nigga....


Hey yo, I'm straight out of the bricks, and ain't worthy to serve me/ i'm
The type to jump out your and bust you
the 30,30 you want beef? I pack pistol packin' utilities/ I'm the type of
Nigga that'll send letterbombs to all my
I can't even walk to the airport for bein' who I the police all on my dick,
Because recognize a thug/ nigga,
We tryin' to get money, we don't respect the until us thugs unite, it
Ain't gon' never be no peace/ be goin' to
with nothin' but murda on they mind; givin' a fuck about teachers/
Bustin' shotguns and 9's/ picture the
And screams and everybody runnin'/ get on your knees, and pray nigga, the
Son of the lord is
Asu
You know I came in time; that's my of mind/ now I'm able to separate the
Deaf the weak, dumb, and the blind
can't get none of mine/ not even some of mine/ just 'cause you got on a
Watch, nigga, mean you know the time
You stagnatin'/ you fags hatin' my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my potion
Is devotion/ the nerve to what i
Deserve to do wasn't a it was a signal; that's why that ass crashed,
Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: while
Infatuated/ I graduated; now I want my masters/ y'all agitated disaster,
And at every end's a start/ I slip in the art
My heart and soul/ it's smart to roll, but dumb to don't become the one i
Fold like a you shouldn't have
Gone there/ what's the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, on
Earth to surface, and any problem is
with same-day service? come on, come on, come on...

Bam
We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set it's our
Spot/ gave shots, and let the drama pop
Don't escalate the 4-5-9, it's why we dead or alive/ point of let's
Get points with niggas lives/ but you only see
Raw meat on streets; these niggas love heat/ nowadays all bustas wanna
like me
You see it be those ways that was so simple/ style to gristle/ from
The chair, 'em
Whistle for my nigga/ is money, murda, ridin', dumpin'
Head back to all of y'all every niggas are hard and provin' they got the
balls
Scared of the laws, told what he saw and he lookin' like/ broke him off in
The
I spared his life I said this shit is