Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont:thug 1999
I'm representin' muthafuckin' thugline nigga, in 1999/ you muthafuckers Find the real thugs and hustlas, Come to the muthafuckin' where we from/ now we're the real thugs This how we livin' these (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and That 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 Every nigga for they 'cause it ain't no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice niggas get and why These days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ 'em, these days You can't be fuckin' niggas that's weak/ and these days, no tellin' when You'll your coffin I seen it too often, why fuck flossin' I take caution/ don't trip, shit If you're rich, you're 'cause if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ grab your cash and your These days, stay on the and away from po-po/ unless you're ready to pull
Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how come days niggas wanna be the don of the mob? They claim it, but they never for the job/ these days We bustin' at muthafuckers quicker, simply it's 1999, nigga.... Hey yo, I'm straight out of the bricks, and y'all ain't 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 they a thug/ nigga, We to get money, we don't respect the police/ until us thugs unite, it Ain't gon' never be no niggas be goin' to School with nothin' but murda on they mind; a fuck about teachers/ Bustin' shotguns and 9's/ the scenes 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; 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 mine/ 'cause you got on a Watch, nigga, don't mean you know the You stagnatin'/ you fags hatin' my motion/ ocean to ocean, my magic potion Is devotion/ the nerve to hate 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 my masters/ y'all done agitated disaster, And at every a start/ I slip in the art with My heart and soul/ smart to roll, but dumb to come/ don't become the one i Fold like a you shouldn't have there/ what's the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, jokers 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, the coppers to not set trip; it's our Spot/ gave shots, and let the drama pop Don't escalate the 4-5-9, it's why we or alive/ point of survival/ let's Get points with real niggas but you only see Raw meat on these niggas love their heat/ nowadays all bustas wanna like me You see it be those that was so simple/ execution style to gristle/ from The chair, 'em Whistle for my 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 he lookin' like/ broke him off in The I spared his life I this shit is tight