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Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont:thug mentality

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

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 kill you much quicker to get us paper/ you feelin'
Me?
These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; everybody your enemy/ days, it's
Every for they self
'cause it ain't no thing as friends and wealth, so nice niggas get left/ and
why
These days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ tell 'em, these
You can't be fuckin' with niggas that's 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 rich, you're rich
'cause if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ your cash and split your

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

Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how come these niggas wanna be the don of the mob?
They claim it, but they never qualify for the job/ days
We at muthafuckers quicker, simply 'cause it's 1999, nigga....


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

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