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Lyricist: Krayzie Bone
Lyrics:
{dialing of phone
Krayzie
Still thuggin with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs
(if yall feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline)
Aint a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed
(if yall feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline)
And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. count me down for your thing
Relay
Muthafuck you niggas hatin on me, hatin on me/ no-no, gotta grin but I pin
Swolled eyes so fuck them crooked, crackin
Po-pos/ kick down doors on our goals, dont forget them bowls/ keep businesss
To myself cuz its best if no one knows
I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either/ try to take my weed, I got
More power than she-ra/ dirty-south diva
I rise like mya/ my high is comin down/ I smoke some more and I get higher/ la,
La-la...they beat this weed and they set fire
Ganja make me loose, cuz Im live like a wire/ I never share attire, keep
Passin me them thangs/ just hit em with that heat to
They mouth like some wangs/ straight out decator, gon get some cheese and fuck
The fame/ straight out decator, you got
Drama? you know my name/ now close your eyes and listen to sleepy rhyme/ you got
Five, I got 5/ lets go get a dime
Relay
A-t-l, I got to do somethin to get my point heard/ I put my pen down and let
The folks hear my words/ dont call me no
Joker, dont call me no nerd cux I be goin deeper than the others you heard/
Cuz this aint in your head, bumpin in your
Head knockin/ I keep the brothers jockin even though they guns be knockin/
Gonna block it, throw my hands up
And we dip it up and brawl/ talkin all that nonsense, not bein heard by me at
All/ nigga in yall drawers, I rise but my names not mya
And is a tight female/ dont need smoke to get you higher/ Im beggin for
Attention, well I beg to differ
They nervous when Im lurkin and your body be stiffer/ I plot by myself, my
Thoughts are dangerous
You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us/ cant sit on my ass,
When I know I must be heard
My pens been put down and now my mouth has been heard
-refrain-
So you can bring anything you want to/ we do, do this however, whenever you want
To/ but we can act the fool
If thats what you wan do cuz real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline
Relay
Yeah, little miss on passion stabbin, nabbin niggas/ I know how to react and
Be the one who peepin out them playa haters in the back /and Im attackin,
Saggin/ yes, and Im relaxin when Im high/ krayzie bone and relay done hooked
Up this shit
Cuz my, my, my, relay is comin round the corner/ better run for cover or youre
Gonna be a goner/ I told you nigga, we doin this shit to get richer quicker,
Not pullin triggers, hypnotizin niggas like, rest in peace, notorious big,
Nigga
Relay
Tell me somethin about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, I would snappin the
Baddest when I rhyme/ and relay up to no good
Fact, you should value this beat/ and in this rap game it seems aint no other 4
Becuz well straight out bust out the scene
Straight out decator where its greater/ and it cant get no better, unless you
Headed throu downtown/ the land to go make
Some chedder/ in everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or
Rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call
We gon snap, snap
Relay
We in the a-t-l, done hooked up/ this shit is buck, so nigga, what? krayzie
Gotta bust, krayzie gotta bust, krayzie gotta
Bust, krayzie gotta bust {repeated
Krayzie
Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high/ thats my man, mister
Sawed-off leatherface: the name
Thug is what I claim/ stayin away from all these lames and these playa hatas
Steady inflictin pressure on the brain
But my mentality cant be faded, I play it so fuckin smooth/ I got my mind just
Like chess, I concentrate on every move
And every rule that they wrote, we break em/ believe me, thats why so many
Niggas fall off for flossin and goin against they boss, man/ too many chiefs
Annoy me, uh/ so when I roll, Im mostly solo and I know that fo-fo stay mighty
Close
Just touch on my door ho, youll be greeted by heaters, millimeters,
Pop-pop-pop-pop/ mo! thug mothership presents;
Thugline niggas, bone thugs-n-harmony still live niggas/ and I got my troopers
Suited and ready/ relay, up in this muthafucka
Marchin, marchin, marchin, marchin/ bombin on bitches/ people be sayin, and
If you think we playin; run up and take your chance to die/ its in your hands,
Blow for blow/ we let these muthafuckers know/ they know whether they male or
Female
I dont roll with no ho
-refrain-
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