Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont:thug 1999
I'm muthafuckin' thugline nigga, in 1999/ you muthafuckers wanna Find the thugs and hustlas, nigga? Come to the muthafuckin' ghetto we from/ now we're the real thugs This how we livin' these days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, and one's for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta) Nigga, these days, we you much quicker to get us some paper/ you feelin' Me? These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; your enemy/ these days, it's Every for they self 'cause it no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice 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 that's weak/ and these days, no tellin' when You'll your coffin I seen it too often, that's why fuck flossin' I take caution/ trip, shit If you're rich, rich 'cause if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ grab your cash and your These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ you're ready to pull
Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how these days niggas wanna be the don of the mob? They claim it, but they never qualify for the these days We bustin' at muthafuckers quicker, simply 'cause 1999, nigga.... Hey yo, I'm straight out of the bricks, and y'all worthy to serve me/ i'm The type to jump out bushes and bust you With the 30,30 you want I pack pistol packin' utilities/ I'm the type of Nigga that'll letterbombs to all my enemies I can't even walk to the airport for bein' who I was/ the 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' be no peace/ niggas be goin' to School with nothin' but on they mind; givin' a fuck about teachers/ shotguns and 9's/ picture the scenes And screams and everybody runnin'/ get on your knees, and pray nigga, the Son of the is comin' Asu You I came in time; that's my frame of mind/ now I'm able to separate the from the weak, dumb, and the blind Niggas can't get none of mine/ not even some of just 'cause you got on a Watch, nigga, don't mean you the time You stagnatin'/ you hatin' my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic potion Is the nerve to hate what i to do wasn't a curse/ it was a signal; that's why that ass crashed, Forgot to put on blinker/ r.w.i.: rollin' while I graduated; now I want my masters/ y'all done agitated disaster, And at every end's a start/ I slip in the art My heart and it's smart to roll, but dumb to come/ don't become the one i Fold like a you shouldn't have Gone there/ the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, jokers on Earth to surface, and any problem is Handled with same-day come on, come on, come on... Bam We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set trip; our Spot/ gave shots, and let the drama pop Don't escalate the 4-5-9, why we dead or alive/ point of survival/ let's Get points with real lives/ but you only see Raw meat on streets; these niggas love their heat/ all bustas wanna Thug me You see it be those ways that was so simple/ style to gristle/ from The chair, 'em for my nigga/ mental is money, murda, ridin', dumpin' Head back to all of since every niggas are hard and provin' they got the balls Scared of the laws, told what he saw and what he lookin' broke him off in The I spared his life I said this is tight