Krayzie:
It's 1999. Guess what? The muthaf*ckin' real thugs is in this muthaf*cka
Oh, shit!
Krayzie:
Always, always . . . What am I? What am I? A thug always, -ways, -ways. Uh-huh
Uh-huh. Krayzie: Niggas look out. We in the muthaf*cka house. We in here now
It's goin' down, steppin' through the crowd, sippin' on Hen, and we get wild
Niggas lookin' foul. If he even move and step like he hatin'--knock 'em out. And
Then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and drag 'em out onto the dance
Floor. Tell 'em what it stand for: now when they came they had they pants on--we
Beat bitches up out their britchеs to show 'em how to tear up a club when thеy
Be f*ckin' with the thugs. Nigga, we come to party, but I'll f*ck up somebody
But y'all ain't feelin' me, is y'all 'til one of these bullets split y'all, hit
Y'all? If y'all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags, then you should meet
Us, see how fast we slash your ass. You wanna rumble? I'm sick of bein' humble
Give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. Sawed-off, slim, it don't
Matter. I got somethin' for him and him, and then them niggas that you bring
Back thinkin' you can win. f*ck your friends. Everybody talk that shit, nigga
Oh, yeah I know it. But who gon' show it, and who the ho is? I bet 'em a million
Bucks it's not us. Yeah, we might not get everybody. Somebody gon' get f*cked
[f*cked], f*cked [f*cked] up
Flesh-n-Bone:
You wanna come test me now? Come, I say, come now challenge me, the realer, can
Handle my business. I'm gonna finish, I gotta end this, I'm a diminish thee
Come, follow my profits seeking gifts. It ain't no stoppin' me. I gotta clock
Cheese. T-H-U-G. Pop niggas, they D-E-A-D. Bet I'm thug, don't test me block
Trust my dogs. Hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam. There's
Five trues of mine. What am I? A thug always. Remember the way they play back in
The day? Hit 'em with AK, you're made to hate me, baby. Whoo! We comin' to
Really make y'all feel us. Remember that nigga, Eazy-E, labelled me and my trues
Black nigga killas. Nigga, the realer gravedigger, brew-swiggin', lovin' bud
And if you think you can hang, then come up with a thug. And I don't give a f*ck
If you a Crip or you a Blood, but when you see a thug, you better show some
Love
It's 1999. Guess what? The muthaf*ckin' real thugs is in this muthaf*cka
Oh, shit!
Krayzie:
Always, always . . . What am I? What am I? A thug always, -ways, -ways. Uh-huh
Uh-huh. Krayzie: Niggas look out. We in the muthaf*cka house. We in here now
It's goin' down, steppin' through the crowd, sippin' on Hen, and we get wild
Niggas lookin' foul. If he even move and step like he hatin'--knock 'em out. And
Then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and drag 'em out onto the dance
Floor. Tell 'em what it stand for: now when they came they had they pants on--we
Beat bitches up out their britchеs to show 'em how to tear up a club when thеy
Be f*ckin' with the thugs. Nigga, we come to party, but I'll f*ck up somebody
But y'all ain't feelin' me, is y'all 'til one of these bullets split y'all, hit
Y'all? If y'all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags, then you should meet
Us, see how fast we slash your ass. You wanna rumble? I'm sick of bein' humble
Give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. Sawed-off, slim, it don't
Matter. I got somethin' for him and him, and then them niggas that you bring
Back thinkin' you can win. f*ck your friends. Everybody talk that shit, nigga
Oh, yeah I know it. But who gon' show it, and who the ho is? I bet 'em a million
Bucks it's not us. Yeah, we might not get everybody. Somebody gon' get f*cked
[f*cked], f*cked [f*cked] up
Flesh-n-Bone:
You wanna come test me now? Come, I say, come now challenge me, the realer, can
Handle my business. I'm gonna finish, I gotta end this, I'm a diminish thee
Come, follow my profits seeking gifts. It ain't no stoppin' me. I gotta clock
Cheese. T-H-U-G. Pop niggas, they D-E-A-D. Bet I'm thug, don't test me block
Trust my dogs. Hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam. There's
Five trues of mine. What am I? A thug always. Remember the way they play back in
The day? Hit 'em with AK, you're made to hate me, baby. Whoo! We comin' to
Really make y'all feel us. Remember that nigga, Eazy-E, labelled me and my trues
Black nigga killas. Nigga, the realer gravedigger, brew-swiggin', lovin' bud
And if you think you can hang, then come up with a thug. And I don't give a f*ck
If you a Crip or you a Blood, but when you see a thug, you better show some
Love
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