Krayzie Bone featuring Thug Queen,Cindy B,Layzie Bone
-Krayzie Bone-
Yeah, where the fuck my thugs at? Hey niggas if you're with me, grip your pistol, Pump your fists/ Yeah, nigga we stompin' but as we marchin' we launch at the target/ Killin' again, they run away, we got this AK, bloody murder/ Ah Oh Shit, I'm tryin' to pump up the revolution/ Recruitin'; We want you/ I ain't nothin' but a souljah boy and a hater gettin' jealous of me/ Still alive when they murder me but I know that murder's steady runnin' after m, yup, but I can't go for that/ No, No, I no can do, I, I no can do... Yeah, so I'm keepin' a gun/ Why? Cuz I can smell them gettin' closer/ Lost one of my dearly soldiers/ May his soul be blessed, Jehovah/ Well these are the times/ These are the days of thedyin' and those are the days of our lives... So nigga what you gonna do? So devoted, so humble, so real but I'm down and dirty and we don't fuck around still/ Nigga get killed tryin' to run up on me/ Nigga, I could give a fuck about your reputation and the past/ Nigga you blast, who gives a fuck, we all got straps/ Everybody pap, pap! Nigga better have a gat but you better be the nigga quicker/ Trigger happy nigga/ Get your finger ready/ Nigga, now don't be scared and if you ready for the war nigga, scream "Hell, yeah." Where my thugs at?
-Thug Queen-
(Yeah, yeah...Thug Queen up in this bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?) Hope you hear me when I call and get involved; Don't let me fall/ Devils' (?) so much (?)/ First he was laughin at me, then stabbin me/ (?)/ Never to close to me, my enemies; No love from me, we all bleed/ The devil's burn eternally/ And if y'all think about murderin' me/ Said you get stole out your body, robbed 'em, like John Gotti/ I got 'em; Hollow points up in your body/ Poor soul, I robbed 'em, leavin' demon's bodies rottin'/ Punishment for plottin' and the Lord won't forvie me for all the gotten/ Where my thugs at? Strapped, pap! I got your back
-Cindy B.-
Ooh ooh...Certain situations often send me to The Land/ I've tried a million times throughout my life, I can't be sad/ These struggles and their frustrations ain't over/ Well, complications can't even begin to take you throu the levels of pain I went throu; I've grown to know it's on/ Where my thugs at? That's the call when you're lone/ That's if I get set (Pap Pap) get started, hearted, dearly departed/ Once you have crossed us you have lost us, you might lose it moody children Eternally, forever and ever, never take me away, away/ And if you call my name I will be there, I'll be there, never have to worry 'bout nobody else (nobody else) And if you call my name I will be there, I'll be there, never have to worry 'bout nobody else(nobody else...yeah)
-Layzie Bone-
Lil' Lay done traveled around the world/ Caught a few cases, seen so many faces and so many places/ Aced this game while they try to erase us on a daily basis/ Just give me my space, yeah, show some love thou just pump your fist in the air and holler "Mo!" Could you do me that? And I hit you back/ Lil' nigga just want to know where my thugs at? Some at the track in the back on gack, and some niggas on corner 'round sellin' that crack, some of my thugs at home playin' Bone and a lot of my thugs in the grave long gone Could they rest in peace; My niggas sleep/ Nigga, Bone keep up until we all decease; Makaveli, Biggie Smalls and Eazy-E, T-Rocc got shot/ Lord bless him please; Bless us see for real we true to the thugs, representin' the Land/ Puttin' it down for the nation of the thugs, man/ Understand now, see it's only game when we begin to shoot and feature feels they really ain't real/ Real thrill, we out in the field just chill and peace'll be still, we might as well say "Fuck this rappin'" What's happenin'? Niggas goin' out blastin' I'm smashin' on any motherfucker who think they gon' get they ass off without gettin' some action/ I crept and I came Get down for my thang man/ It's a different game/ Motherfuckers out callin' my name but I'm a keep it the same, and if you figure I changed, nigga; fuck the fame/ Ain't no mystery about mine, same lil' nigga from the Double 9, everytime I keeps it real/ The shit you can feel still to the bottom line/ Better open your ears to the Bone Thug releasin' the scriptures You witness; believe/ Believe me, believe me while I take you on this journey around the world Every ghetto, every level/ We warriors and rebels around the world; every ghetto, every level We avoid the devil/ Hey, politician got me wishin' that I had his powers for an hour/ I'm a give you all a million cuz you're so prescious/ Bless the children, Father
Recorded for the Mo! Thugs Family album Mo Thugs Family 2: The Family Scriptures