Thug On Da Line

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Intro
These don't know who the fk they fkin with man
On the real s**t nigg*, this is Thugline nigg*
And I'm that nigg* Mr. Sawed Off Leathaface
And I dedicate this s**t to all them motherfkas who used to be down
Wanna be down, but can't never be down
And that's simple because we ain't fkin with no punk p*ssy as* nigg*
You know them that always talk the real s**t
But they can never walk the real s**t
Listen up this ones for you, for you

Verse 1: Asu
Soon as I hear these cheese
I'ma stick you like I took ya picture, Kodak smile
You know that number to dial when in need of work, I proceeds to lurk
Squattin and schemin plottin on demon
And It's a whole lot of s*men in this d*ck
Packin bisquit, once the bisquits is baked
It boils down to the risk us take
Try Asu and leave ya loable to get floored
And if you ain't fully insured you ain't just asleep, nigg* snore
I got somethin it (all things)
You got some Henny nigg* pour it (we can all drank)
I done lost somethin I ain't tryin to find and I know it's love
Even though I'm dying inside, nigg* is still a thug
The company I keep be wantin me to heat fk boom
I don't really wanna scorn, how I'm supposed to warn?
My folk once provoked, It's on and not gradually
Casualties is random, and like I tell 'em I dump naturally

Verse 2: K -Mont
Ay, yo, ay yo whatever you, saw I seen it
Whatever I say, I mean it
Most of y'all b*tch wasn't thugs until Bone screamed it
Recognize the wisdom fk that nigg* shootin clips
Matter of fact I'm tired of talkin, pull you pistol keep walkin
Catch me on the puly wearin a hoody
Or standin on nigg* lines, stressin, conversation about dyin it's Thugline
That be askin who is he?
It's that nigg* from Jerz, motherfka it's K-Mizzy

Krayzie
Them motherfkin thugs is in the place to be
fkin s**t up it's T-H-U-G-L-I-N-E
Got in the club
Killas out for blood
Motherfkas h*t the floor when we lit s**t up
Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, hope you ready
Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, we heated heavy (2x)
Do my thugs run this motherfka (hell yeah!)
Do my killas run this motherfka (hell yeah!) (2x)

Verse 3: Wish
nigg*, anyway you want
This is Thugline willin and ready to dump
fk 'em up, fk 'em up
I got my Line right here, here
You can step and we can jump it off right here
fk y'all , fk y'all
How many you roll with that you feel is real?
How many you roll that know you gonna kill, gangsta huh?
fkin with the Line It's about time someone took it over
I'ma get mine, can't wait for time cause it's almost over
I got wha'cha want baby
You can step, but best believe you won't play me
If you like that, throw your hands up
I know you like that, throw your hands up

Verse 4: LaReece
Chaotic situations got a b*tch stressin, holdin the guns
Dumpin on these trick for funds
t*ts bouncin in the lo-lo, creepin real slow
La Femme Nikita with my heater and they don't breathe no more
So trick, hit the floor
It's that boss b*tch, Nina Ross b*tch, know it cost b*tch, floss b*tch
Got your sister hostage girl screaming
You got my green if not, I lost it
I'm leavin a corpse absence
It seems you don't understand my pockets pitfil
So it's critical that I get the dough right now
All your wants I can't satisfy needs
Can't determine do's and don'ts amplifies my greed to multiply my G's
You want war nigg*? I got somethin for
Quick to bust the fouth-fifth for more figures
Standin on the Frontiline with my fan bam, Thugline
blood murder all these haters tryin to take mine

Verse 5: Krayzie
Call me the boos fighter, Frontline rider
Leathaface'll catch a case up in this place, we'll show 'em who bout it, bout
it
How the dealer stole and cut it, police won't even touch it
I'm a rich nigg* come to my show and bring your b*tch wit'cha
Two Thousand all screamin out loud "fk the law"
And all y'all mean muggin me and my is my car
Partna don't get me started
Y'all ain't seen me get retarted in that mode I'm harmless
When her bare arms we far from harmless
This is the bomb s**t so ring the alarm
Takin over the yard, nigg* Thugline's in charge
On guard a new clique, and we got new s**t
These ain't nobody you wanna fool with either, so be cool with it
Then won't have any problems
357 revolver is all it takes to squash an solve 'em
We all in this business to get paid
But meanwhile, we gotta go fight off the enemies that hate us for these styles
Made us some cheese, now fk the world
Tell 'em Krayzie said it, will I ever switch?
Get out the thug s**t? nigg* forget it
I'm real with these , I chill with these
I kill for these , cause these my ...

Outro
That's right nigg*, just do y'all know y'all fkin with
The that's gone put the raw back in the game
that's 100% pure thug-bred, thug nigg*
Ya better believe that, roll call for the soldiers on the Frontline for the
Thugline
Roll Call
Asu, where you at? (hey, yo Thug On Da Line)
K-Mont where you at? (nigg*, Thug On Da Line)
Wish Bone where you at? (what, Thug On Da Line)
LaReece where you at? (playa, Thug On Da Line)
You knowin where I'm at
nigg*, Thug On Da Line the Line, the Line yeah, yeah
That motherfkin thug as* track you hear is my nigg* Super Sako
We keep it thuggin