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[00:07.14]* send corrections to the typist[00:24.12][Verse 1: Boss][00:24.45]Big ballin mother****as like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang[00:27.06]Paper chase, hustlin nothin changed[00:28.86]Ask me again I'll tell you the same[00:30.27]Don't hustle the fame nigga, most of the game[00:32.25]Put it down in the street for mine[00:34.20]24/7, stayin on the grind[00:35.10]For days and days I shell at the cops[00:36.84]Enough grenades to get at the block[00:38.43]I'm a drug smuggler[00:39.51]Part ************, part thug, part hustla[00:41.04]You lift my crib and I'm touchin ya[00:42.75]No love for ya, draw blood from ya[00:44.22]Cause a nigga like you dreamin to Boss[00:46.26]And you fiendin to floss, and who pounds is flown[00:49.17]We're bustin mother****as with the black game[00:50.58]Holdin them fiends and lovin my crack, in the front got bud in the back[00:53.97]Who can get more thugga than that?[00:55.23]From niggas and jacks, put the house up, nigga[00:56.85]I'm bustin the gat[00:57.51][Krayzie][00:58.05]Y'all niggas always testing, gonna make me pull this weson[01:00.75][Boss][01:00.93]If money ain't the answer rephrase the question, dawg[01:02.79][Krayzie][01:03.00]Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is...[01:03.81][Verse 2: Boss][01:04.26]Runnin up in your town with an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols[01:07.14]Y'all mad we the real number owners[01:08.85]Rollin like big, Thugline nothin but runners[01:10.50]Trouble Boss, a double cross[01:12.21]A nigga named Krray they good as dead[01:13.68]From the b-o-double, doin double time[01:15.30]And these tricks comin up to bread[01:16.50][Chorus: repeat 2x][01:17.40]We on some thugga shit[01:18.99]We on some other shit that you ain't ****in' with[01:22.17]The thuggin don't stop[01:23.82]And you can't touch the clique[01:25.41]You know you love this shit[01:27.03]Take it to what we spit[01:35.01]The thuggin don't stop[01:36.30][Verse 3: Krayzie][01:42.48]I heard a silent mother****er creepin up from behind ya[01:44.43]Bet ya didn't think that I'd find ya, huh?[01:45.81]With a nine or pump (pump, pump, pump) your shit'll be ****ed[01:47.43]And I ain't even popped the goddamn trunk (trunk)[01:48.90]I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool[01:51.06]Freeze everything, nigga don't move[01:52.32]You can choose to be a fool and try to get away[01:54.21]But never make it out the room when the pump go BOOM![01:56.07]**** 'em up, scream **** the world while I cuff my dick[01:58.32]Real niggas don't lie, hit 'em in the mind, everytime goddamn we live[02:01.68]Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save y'all?[02:03.45]Matter of fact mother****er who paid y'all[02:05.28]You runnin up on them niggas you know gonna bust back?[02:06.96]Take no more shorts **** that (**** that)[02:08.61]Pistol control, we roll streets of the all know[02:11.55]If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my pocket[02:13.56]For the glock, glock shot 'em all on the floor[02:15.30]You dealin with some mother****ing real niggaz[02:16.65]Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna kill me[02:18.42]Still runnin with the AK-47 ain't shit changed[02:20.25]Still got the same artilary[02:21.27]Bust at them bastards (bastard)[02:22.89]Me and Boss steady breakin it off in they asses (in they ass)[02:24.84]Wanna see me get glasses (glass)[02:26.04]Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past me (past me)[02:28.02]But that let a nigga know they don't really wanna swang them thangs[02:30.69]****ing wit them thugs, the thugs... **** the thugs, what?[02:40.11][Chorus: repeat 2x][02:41.64][Verse 4: Boss][02:59.07]Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta[03:00.57]We're gun-toaters, blunt smokers, big bank folders, and high rollers[03:03.24]Quick to burn off into toaster for fun, this mother****er[03:05.28]Judges wanna post as gorilla[03:06.48]Pimps, killers, and soldiers roll[03:07.92]You don't slip and we thought that we told ya[03:09.36]Know what Thug Luv niggaz to bone ya[03:11.04]They can run your mother****ingt and bend a corner, scatter and spread[03:13.41]Like mustard jam them buzzards up and leave 'em smothered[03:15.66]Quick friends gats find ya like bookie and they down with me like fo' flat[03:18.93]Y'all niggaz got shit, our niggaz got shit[03:20.64]So we can go nut for nut see who first to crack and split[03:22.71]Like ya down like wipers[03:23.85]'Fore the mother****ing piper pay the mother****er[03:25.53][Verse 5: Krayzie][03:25.95]You mother****ers feelin to feel it[03:26.91]Thugline put it down keepin it the real it[03:28.59]And I ain't really trippin of these niggaz[03:30.06]They say they gonna get me yet they miss me[03:31.86](What?) Cause I've been here niggaz thuggin[03:33.24]Waitin for you mother****ers to come bring it to me[03:34.80]Niggas waitin I'ma mingle with it[03:35.94]The nine millimeter and plenty more haters[03:37.65]If any more niggaz roll up put the cut I'm bustin 'em up[03:39.66]When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die[03:41.43]**** you, die, **** you, die[03:43.05]Reload, unload one more time[03:44.70]Hit him with the pump make sure he dead[03:46.23]He bled blood, we bail[03:47.91]Ask me if a nigga prepared for war hell yeah[03:59.31][Chorus 'til fade]