Children's ass's on the right path/ They don't give a fuck about us/ Get your money nigga
-Young Noble-
Hey yo, Military Mind-State, we boostin the crime rate/ I'm a souljah, a Thug, a Outlaw/ Ape sheddin tattoo tears, we been at it for years/ 'Live it up or give it up', been our motto for years/ Homie we loved in the ghettos, loved in the streets, loved in the jails, and loved overseas/ (Uh) We made somethin outta pile of shit (Outta pile of shit)/ None other than Thug Brothaz on that ridah shit
-Krayzie Bone-
Now pass it to me so a nigga can kill it and I'ma get outta your business so quickly/ You be in a coma even before you even know that we hit ya/ This a Soldiers Anthem, blast em while I'm chantin/ Sayin "Now back up"/ We the niggas that fuck up the party before we get started, yeah thats us/ The Thugs, you know the motherfuckers everyone wanna be/ And them po-po be playa hatin when they see em/ But we don't hesitate to give em the finger, Fuck yall!/ Fuck with my Thug Brothaz, I got plenty slugs for ya/ We ready for combat, nigga you got that? (You got that)
-Chorus-Young Noble-
All my souljahs are you ready? (1,2,3 march!)/ All my souljahs hold it steady (1,2,3 march!)/ Now sound off (3,4)/ It's Bone Thugs and them dirty Outlawz/ Now sound off (5,6)/ Thug Brothaz we about that shit...