We got to get the niggas that running out of here
Onenation with Greg Nice, Buckshot
Smiff-N-Wesson, Smiff-N-Wesson
The Luniz, Snoop, Kurupt, Daz, Me, Scarface, Kokane
Bone Thugs, Spice 1, all of 'em on my shit
Onenation and it's just to hit my nation
All the real niggas that I recognize in the game
Outlawz with that motherfucking nigga, Yukmouth
Doing that shit for Rap-A-Lot
So grap your gat a lot, nigga
Young niggas on the rise, motherfucker
Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em
We get the shit together right now, nigga
After midnight, this full pound gon' make some sound, nigga
I throw your wife on the couch
I put my dick in her mouth and put that shit in and out
What you don't talk some shit?
Ha, what make Napolean flip?
I blow your backbone to your motherfucking lap hoes
If you wig it, I'ma take it down
Who do you, gotta stay low
Ha, make a move, nigga, when you're sure improved, nigga
Outlawz soldier, take it to school, nigga
Will rap about your gat or won't you grab it
Fee niggaling, hot like a weapon
Getting sixteen for my automatic
Thugged out to the overdoses
You niggas got to sell 'em some shit
You probably thought you could leave quick
It's hard to get mob on mine
Outlawz my spine, it ain't hard to find
And get ya piece by the dough
I keep my shit on cock 'cause Makaveli said so
I keep my shit on cock 'cause Makaveli said so
If you got to get your money on
You better then do yo thug thang
If you buy chronic by the zone
If you resign the streets
If you don't give a fuck about life
So I'ma then do you thug thang
I been what is known as a bandit
You better hand it over if you wanna see your grandkids
I don't give a fuck 'cause Makaveli planned it
(Fuck, 'cause Makaveli planned it)
But when it's said and done in the streets, we can handle it
Do yo thug thang, o really
You don't wanna see me silly
With fully loaded nine milli
When it get to spitting, you gon' be sitting me
I'm making you ass history
I'm the epidemy of everything you fear
Crystal clear, pistol there
(Crystal clear, pistol there)
You ain't see no thugs like these
(Making it mo' better now)
Grand imperial thug world
I had you wanted for mine
While I'm gunning for mines
Thought it was gone but still on
(You raining, clicking niggas that will see us, man)
You raining, clicking niggas that will see us, man
But if you think, you can't do yo' thug thang, nigga
(Do yo' thug thang, nigga)
If you ain't loving this thug shit
Can't compete with the bricks
All the drug dealers rich
Walking up and down block all day
'Til the rest of the fiends get here
On a nigga to hold her beaver
Rapping [unverified] drugs slang
[Unverified] and have you losing you brain
Lyrically, I ruin your name
And keep one in the chamber
Catch you with a box cutter
Used to fight with my brother
And run the spot with my mother
You get after, ask her quick
Fucking around with this, Outlawz shit
Ha, then do yo' thug thing
If you got to get your money on
You better then do yo thug thang
If you buy chronic by the zone
If you resign the streets
If you don't give a fuck about life
So I'ma then do you thug thang
Till they see that fuckin' Régime
Stick me up, up in the sky
Niggas feel like Armageddon
And wait Niggas up at they own wedding
Never try to go to war without your gun
Since I quit fuckin' with Num
Have your body in a coffin up
Like a phoneless chuck that burned out
Thugged out and turned out
Set that motherfucking perm out your head
If you ain't Régime or Outlawz
I do my thug thing without y'all
I gives a fuck about y'all
Leavin' {unverified] on your face
And about twelve motherfuckin' bodies
Dopin' in and out of lanes
I better ring the fuckin' alarm
Or be the first that get mashed on
If you got to get your money on
You better then do yo thug thang
If you buy chronic by the zone
If you resign the streets
If you don't give a fuck about life
So I'ma then do you thug thang
If you got to get your money on
You better then do yo thug thang
If you buy chronic by the zone
If you resign the streets
If you don't give a fuck about life
So I'ma then do you thug thang