Do Yo Thug Thang

Intro:
Makaveli speaking on the One Nation album
We got to get the that runnin' out of here
So that's what we do
Let the gone, now
Now we got One Nation
With Greg Nice, Buckshot, Smiff-N-Wesson
Smiff-N-Wesson, Melle Mel, Scorpio, The Luniz,
Snoop, Kurupt, Daz, Me, Scarface, Kokane,
Bone Thugs, Spice 1
All of 'em on my s**t
One Nation
And it's just to hit my nation
All the real that I recognize in the game

Napolean
Outlaw
With that muth*rfking nigg* Yukmouth
Doin' that s**t for Rap-A-Lot
So grap your gat a lot, nigg*
Young on the rise, motherfker

Yukmouth
Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em

Verse 1: Napolean
nigg* this is war
We get the s**t together right now, nigg*
After midnight,
this full pound gon' make some sound, nigg*
Kick in the door
I throw your wife on the couch
I put my d*ck in her mouth
And put that s**t in and out
Outlaw no doubt
Ha, what you don't talk some s**t
Ha, what make Napolean flip
I blow your
Backbone to your motherfkin' lap hoes
If you wig it, I'ma take it down
Who do you, gotta stay low
Ha, make a move, nigg*
When your sure improved, nigg*
Outlaw soldier
Take it to school, nigg*
We rule nigg*
Have it
Will rap about your gat or won't you grab it
Feelin' hot like a weapon
Gettin' 16 for my automatic
Thugged out to the overdoses
You got to sell 'em some s**t
You probably thought you could leave quick
It ain't happenin' b*tch
It's hard to get mob on mine
Outlawz my spine
It ain't hard to find
But get ya, and lay low
And get ya pis by the dough
I keep my s**t on c*ck, cause Makaveli said so
I keep my s**t on c*ck, cause Makaveli said so

Chorus:

All
If you,
E.D.I
Got to get your money on
>From night till mo'
You better
All
Then do yo thug thang
If you,
Yukmouth
Buy Chronic by the zone
Then get yo smoke on
All
Then do yo thug thang
If you,
Young Noble
Resign the streets
Because you love to bang
All
Then do yo thug thang
If you,
Napolean
Don't give a fk about life
I lost my family twice
So I'ma
All
Then do you thug thang

Verse 2: E.D.I (Yukmouth)

I been what is know as a bandit (Bandit)
You better hand it over,
if you wanna see your grandkids (Grandkids)
I don't give a fk (fk)
Cause Makaveli planned it
(Cause Makaveli planned it)
But when it's said and done
In the streets
We can handle it
Do yo thug thang, o really (Really)
You don't wanna see me silly (Silly)
With fully loaded 9 milli (9 Milli)
When it get to spittin'
You gon be sittin' me
I'm makin' you as* history
I'm the epidemy of everthing you fear (Fear)
Crystal clear (Crystal clear)
Pistol there (Pistol there)
In the air
I hit you there (There)
Hit you there (There)
Then I'm out of here (Here)
With your Cartier (Cartier)
And your hottie head (Hottie head)
Between knees (Knees)
I got on the clean knees (Knees)
You ain't see no
Thugs like these,
with slugs like these
We rush tightly
All in together now
Makin' it mo better now
(Makin' it mo better now)
Layin' competitors down
Ahead of you now
Superial style
Grand imperial thug world
I'm rougher for rhyme
I had you wanted for mine
While I'm gunnin' for mines (Mines)
Thought it was gone, but still on
We commin' to town
(You rainin', clickin' ,
that will see us, man)
You rainin', clickin' ,
that will see us, man
But if you think,
you can't do yo thug thang, nigg*
(Do yo thug thang, nigg*)

Interlude:
Yukmouth
<Tires slippin'>
fk You
fk the Outlawz
fk the Rgime
<Machine guns firin'>
nigg*

Verse 3: Young Noble

If you ain't,
lovin' this thug s**t
You must be a b*tch
Can't compete with the bricks
All the drugdealers rich
Or try to get in
Try to hustle and pear
Walkin' up and down block all day,
'till the rest of the fiends get here
A b*tch named Tarifa
She owned 300 thugs
On a nigg* to hold her beaver
>From the blow I fronted
And do yo thug thang
Rappin (?) drugs slang
(?) and have you losin' you brain
Abusin' the game
So now you're in danger
Lyrically I ruin your name
And keep one in the chamber
Nasty new street slugger,
catch you with a boxcutter
Used to fight with my brother
And run the spot with my mother
You get after, ask her quick
And s**t blast the b*tch
fkin' around with this Outlaw s**t

All
Get your thug on
Ha, then do yo thug thing

Chorus

Verse 4: Yukmouth

used to hit me up
Till they see that fkin' Rgime
Stick me up, up in the sky
Firebreatin' dragon
bout to die
feel like Armageddon,
when I be headin'
And wait up at they own wedding
With they own weapons
Counterfessons
Ghetto lesson number one:
Never try to go to war without your gun
get done
Since I quit fkin' with Num
I did once like Big Pun
Off the books,
Have your body in a coffin up
nigg* I'm off the hook
Like a phoneless chuck
That burned out
Thugged out and turned out
Set that motherfking perm out your head
dead,
if you ain't Rgime, or Outlaw
Kiss the ring
I do my thug thing without y'all
Matter of fact
I gives a fk about y'all
Put a nigg* up in a ho
Just like a ground hole
Thanks of the Hounddogg
They finally found y'all
Leavin' (?) on your face
And about 12 motherfkin' bodies,
hangin' around y'all
I do my thug thang
Dopin' in and out of lanes
And I must thank
(?)
Tats on my arm
I better ring the fkin' alarm
Or be the first that get mashed on
nigg*, do yo thug thang

Chorus: x2

Napolean
Uhhh

<Gunshot>