Ya, ya. L-Burna baby. Ya, ya. Sawed Off Slim. Thug World up in this motherfucker.
-Layzie Bone-Chorus-
This a thug nation, o what a nation/ No, you can't stop me/ Layzie and Krayzie, forever paper chasin/ Real T-H-U-Gs
-Layzie Bone-
Yall been waitin for a true rider, well here it is/ Up under your nose/ Thought it was over, the book was closed like it was stopped from gettin this dough/ I'ma pro and I mean business/ And I'm in this shit to win this/ Started this, and I gotsta finish/ Nigga, pin it I'ma straight up hit it / Saw my chedda levels deep/ Fuck a beef, cause in the streets niggas creep/ Wit they heat, they play for keeps, tryna eat/ They got my bigger brother in the slammer locked/ And I gotsta keep my hammer cocked/ This thug order don't stop/ We rush in invade your block, block
-Krayzie Bone-
We ready to put in some work/ If yall ain't ready to twirk, then what is your purpose? Yall talkin about it, but I ain't seen niggas walkin about it, yet/ This ain't knowledge, nigga this common sense/ Go to jail or hop the fence/ I'm lookin for niggas that wanna get down with the nation and pop a cop and shit/ We demonstrate, but we don't sing, march, or rally nigga we in your face/ Witta four-four magnum pressed against your waist/ Try me, and I knock you off of balance watch em stagger/ Hit em with shit that'll make em back up and think before they act up
-Layzie Bone with Krayzie Bone-Hook-
Bye bye niggas, die die niggas/ What would make you think you wanna fuck wit deez niggas?/ We's G's playa, anybody killa/ Put this nation of the thug niggas out to get them thug figguhs
-Chorus-
-Krayzie Bone-
(T-H-U-G) Soldiers fall the line and pick up your weapons and I really hope you got the hearts to ride/ Cause nigga, these are the times/ Enemies ain't that hard to find, some of them been around all your life/ Nigga the mission is to guard the prize, even if we gotta start the riot, we pushin/ Nigga yall all fall back, who will you stall when we under attack? The combat is real, bomb back or be killed/ Pistols are cocked and loaded, ready to let it rang out/ When we spit flames, we gon' aim about your head and blow your brains out
-Layzie Bone-
We only run with them organized niggas/ Them money makin, them wise niggas/ My niggas, creep on ah come up we on the rise niggas/ Hail mary/ And I come from the soul like Pac, these nuts I got/ Got me what the fuck I got/ Now must I cock, my glock? Make these cock-o-roaches scatter/ Take your life, it really don't matter/ What's the matter? O, it don't matter/ Man, you fakin, this is real/ That frontin, I can't feel/ If you ain't know, then this the deal/ Cross the gunline, get killed
-Hook-
-Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-(Krayzie Bone)-
(T-H-U-G) Nigga we got guns with tons, a bank to split/ We do it, we runnin this gangsta shit/ What we eat, we got the wheat and (?) quick to flip this stanklessness/ We die you for some pranksta shit/ Face elimination, ain't no hoes in the organization/ No time ain't finna be wastin/ I'm puttin a smash on it, I'm out here to get it you do the math on it/ We live it, we breathe it the world gon' see it and nigga we goin half on it/ I'm on the line, the front of the line makin you niggas remember who was the general in command when you pussy niggas surrendered
-Krayzie Bone-
Hit em with 1, hit em with 2, hit em with 3, 4, 5, 6 times/ When they collapse stand over that nigga and pap, ya better make sure he die/ We comin to battle with brains, fried/ So we can quiet our conscious/ So when we get ready to aim, fire no mercy is felt when we bomb em/ You talk about drama/ With 50 million niggas suited and booted for killin, it's gon' be the illest, flight to the finish we in it to win it that's from the beginnin/ Envision the niggas/ Somebody better tell the law that we here knockin/ First cop that open the door we gon' shock em, pop em, and drop em