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Krayzie, Snoop Dogg, Kurupt, and Layzie:Thug Mentality 1999
Intro 
We so thuggish-ruggish...The muth*fkin' the war is on. You better suit up and 
do like Krayzie Bone 
Cuz the muth*fkin' war is on. Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do, gon' do? 
Krayzie 
Say nigg* we march, stompin' in the big black boots with my   in the 
fatigue suits/ Ready to shoot, runnin' with the AK-47 
  tryin' to survive, they ain't tryin' to go to heaven/ muth*fkers 
shootin', they ain't even askin' questions 
It's these young-ass  / They straight up thugged-out/ They killas that lil' 
soldier, boy, cuz we livin' in the killin' field 
Tombstone, soldier/ Rest in peace/ A real warrior/   been ready for war/ We 
are the muth*fkers on the streets with the 
heat, knockin' the hoes off they feet/ Say boy, it's a jungle out there/ Get a 
couple casualties every year/ The goal is to stay 
alive/ The mission is to make money/ The enemy; the police/ We gotta bust back 
at 'em, make some muth*fkin' examples 
out them a**holes/ We're not even concerned/ Strike a match, drop it on the gas, 
and let the muth*fker burn... 
Baby burn/ Army's strategic, and I pledge allegiance to the 12-gauge Mossberg/ 
I'm that nigg*, Mr. Sawed-off Leather Face 
Gotta big gun in your face/ Behind that bush/ And when they roll by nigg*, we 
jump out the bush and make a push/ Bustin' 
Why they runnin'? Buckin' everything, comin', murda/ Y'all ain't said nothing/ 
Got a couple of   for that, stay strapped 
from the front to the back/ And the extra clip off in my jacket so when I run 
out I restack it and pap it some more 
We ready for war 
-Refrain- 
So, what? nigg*, pull your gun, that's exactly how we play, screamin' blood 
murder mo all day 
The buckshots spray daily, all day 
Snoop Dogg 
Money makes murders, sex, lies, crimes, fo'-fives, nines, heaters, jackers, 
killas, cap-pealers, and drug dealers/ Snitches, 
snakes, girls, fakes, bad brakes and heartaches/ Give and take, shake and 
bake/ Boy, I got to stack my plate 
Bad news; it travels fast, and real mashers always mash/ Give a dog a bone, send 
him on; he bound to come home with some 
cash/ Get your s**t, stack your chips, tuck your heat, and watch that b*tch/ She 
might be cute, but listen here my nigg* 
That don't mean s**t/ Duck and dodge, camouflage, my entourage is way in charge/ 
Krayzie Bone and Dogg Capone 
Yeah, you know the war is on/ Break a b*tch, shoot a snitch, fk a trick/ Get 
your grip, smoke some dank, pass some drink 
And get off into this gangsta s**t/ We havin' bread, breakin bread/ nigg* listen 
to what I said/ Tuck my heat, keep it close 
Just in case you think I'm playin/ Layin' fools down, Dogg Pound, Bone Thugs, 
One love 
And we bangin' from the streets to the clubs 
-Refrain- 
Kurupt 
Check it out: Gangstas, hoes, I suppose, dip and dash, c*ck and blast/ Kurupt 
and Snoop, Krayzie, Daz, Layzie blazin' up the 
hash/ G'd as fk, gangsta-fy high as the sky, gangsta for life/ fck a b*tch, 
hit a switch, gangstas drop that gangsta s**t 
I'm a G, DPG, DPGC, O.G. DP/ Ride on  , blast on  , dip and put the 
smash on   
Layzie 
It's a war...There's a war goin' on... 
When the war pop off, where the fk you gon' be? In the front or the back? City 
under attack; every nigg* from the 99 
Front line, marchin' with a Tech 9/ nigg*, where my thugs at? If you scared, go 
to church/ muth*fker, matter of fact 
While you at it, say a prayer for me/ I'm prepared to heat, heat a nigg* in the 
streets with a gotd*mn beat/ My heat close to me 
Khaki suits and fatigues, nigg* dressed to kill/ nigg*, yes, I will put a slug 
in you/ nigg*, what you wanna do 
Cuz I'm ready to shoot? And my high-tech boots got me feelin' bulletproof/ I'm a 
Superman/ nigg*, G.I. Joe/ Like the wind 
blowin' throu a nigg*' area/ More dead enemies I count up the merrier/ And you 
ain't heard no collaboration scarier 
I'm a walkin' nightmare, and I'm born to die/ If the war goin' on, whats 
happenin'? If you disrepectin' my family; it'll be hell to 
tell the captain/ fck all you playa haters and you po-pos/ fck all you 
politicians/ This' war/ Dedication to the criminal nation 
Let the real thugs even the score 
-Refrain-