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Hook - Krayzie Bone
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
Krayzie Bone
I knew this nigg* that used to be large on the boulevard
This nigg* was ballin y'all, big house driveway full of cars
This nigg* would pull up in brand new Caddies, packed-up full of broads
Bossin, flossin, all his ghetto superstar
Until some young decided they was gon pull his card
And one night when he came home, they was in the bushes in his yard
As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the bushes
And let out off they ammunation, but they didn't hit him, they missed him
(oh s**t, hot d*mn!)
So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin off his s**t
And hit one of them back off in the skillet, left him with his wig-split
And one of the , he dropped his GUN and started to RUN
As soon as he took one step, the nigg* was DONE, DONE, he was DONE!
He took a shot to the abdomen, and as he blasted the last one
He'll survive it, but they wont be alive to tell that - thug story
Livin in the city is really, no nuts, no glory, no nuts, no glory, glory glory...
Hook - Krayzie Bone
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
Layzie Bone
We come with the ones, we come with the guns, we come with the heat that go bang!
Backin them brains, deep in the hood, it still is an everyday thang, s**t!
Just last week, a nigg* was comin from work, to feed his kids
Got caught in the crossfire, we couldn't take the s**t he did
Always the innocent feelin the losses in the ghetto
And if you're from here, you probably is a rebel!
That been through some s**t, seen some s**t you couldn't bear
Only a few make it out, dead or in jail
I figured that I would just give you my story!
Forever I'm thuggin, it's the only thang for me!
Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night, gettin drunk
Prove I'm not a punk, sellin my llell on the first of the month
Smokin sherm, sticks and blunts, known for layin down
Anything you want, I'll get it, I'ma claim the whole town
I'm a nigg*, you'sa nigg*, she's a nigg*, we some
Wouldn't you like to be a nigg* too? We got some, we got some
Hook - Krayzie Bone
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
Wish Bone
I gotta story for your ass...
I remember hustlin down on the corner, that's what thugstas do!
Then it got too hectic, wanted my money got all my own crew!
Why work so hard, let these other stack mine up and sn*tch s**t?
Everything was good at the few licks, but got greedy, aw s**t!
Recruited the law, that's when, thangs went downhill
All she had to do was swipe his keys, dump 'em and put 'em right back there
But I guess he seen her, cause we got that heat
He was waiting right there, there, waitin right there!
Shots went out, everybody runs except baby-girl
I, turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl
And we cant leave her, not like that, not like that!
But d*mn, I think she gone! Here come the po-pos and we scr*p, scr*p!
So we made our getaway, and had to lay low, law low!
But it ain't over, till one of us sees that crossroads!
But d*mn, carmern comes right back, comes right back
Same old shot dead over six eight and cr*ps, d*mn!
Hook - Krayzie Bone
Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
You wanna hear some thug stories?
We got some real thug stories!
