Bizzy Bone, 2Pac, Sylk-E. Fyne - Thug Luv (Original Version) lyrics
[Bizzy Bone, 2Pac, Sylk-E. Fyne - Thug Luv Original Version lyrics]
Remy and drink nigga, Thug Luv
(Thug Luv biatch) nigga, what time is it?
Where my niggas at? Yo' I don't give a fuck
Where you lay at nigga
It's time to slay these bitch made niggas
They ain't even knowin' what type
Of niggas we is, thug life baby!
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you niggas been waitin' for this for
A long time, well here it is nigga
Here it is what you gon' do with this shit?
Well look at the thug that
My momma gave up on and labeled me worthless
Stroll through the city at 14 dirtless
Put in my work and alert the service
(Tell 'em) who could've knew me
Lil foster, kid fin to end of the world?
(Whoa) with enemies all rollin' Ruthless
Well I better pull my pistol and pearl
(freeze nigga) before they analyze, me bail
Been trickin' psychologists since
12 or whatever
Can I get bail or will I motherfuck myself?
Well I'm off to The Land with
A hand full of balls, that's all
Just some of my dogs Mo! Thuggin' thuggin'
Ready to maul on y'all with a forty-five
Y'all fall and don't you call them laws
Remember my name and that's not all
Whenever you want some call and I'll
Be prepared to haul y'all off
Nigga dash, trap that ass
Roll up your up yo' ass
And punch it then flas
Got a gauge, when I catch 'em chillin' let's
Go kill his ass, kill his ass, kill his ass
Ha ha ha what's poppin' nigga? (yeah)
Put your motherfuckin' hand on
Your strap nigga (Thug Luv nigga)
Hell yeah
We can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or we can do this like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga
You better kill me!
Thug Life baby (Thug life)
I'll probably be punished for hard living
Blind to the facts:
Thugs is convicts in God's prison
Hands on the strap
Prayin' so Father please forgive me!
Police be rushin' when they see me
I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted
Live on TV
Life, pleasure and pain, stuck in this game
Holler my name! We all gonna die
We bleed through similar veins
Please explain to me, now
Don't panic when my guns burst
Heard the last jam, nigga? This one's worse!
My nigga Bone held the chrome
'til I came home
Thug love players tell these bitch
Niggas "bring it on" i caught a plane out to
Cleveland late last evenin'
To help my niggas clean up
Some niggas no longer breathin'
Now, who do you believe in?
Hit the weed and breathe
It's a cold-ass world niggas kill
You in your sleep
Watch me until they stop me, bury
Murder me or drop me
I got thug love for my nationwide posse
Feel me!
A bitch like Sylk-E catch ya slippin'
Soon as you forget and trippin'
South Central stompin' motherfuckers bloodin'
And crippin' lil' ripstress
So let me kick it
I'm tired of hearin' that fake shit
I roll with real bitches, thugstas, and pimps
Got to repent
Heaven sent since I was a small girl
Asked The Lord to save my soul
From this cold ass world
Life unfolds, I unload to keep my sanity
I guess it's just the B-I T-C-H in me
Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out
My Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressin' it softly
Get 'em up off me
'cause all we wanted was harmony
Been bombing 'em, yell up out of my ghetto
I won't settle, get on my level
Y'all can't stop me and pop me
Nigga, they got me? Fuck no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic and manage
To damage all y'all i'll talk about 'em
And you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered
And I'm want 'em to not jump
I'd rather say that we came
To shut 'em all down
So quick to test, bullet, yes, declare war
Roll, I'll flow when I get
The gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all
Pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol
And lit a nigga with mine
Fuck them niggas, it's on
All y'all fall! Bizzy getting
Bitches to test me bless the floor, and any
Attempt to arrest me, stress me
Lord, lookin' at death with the
Last of my breath follow, follow, my kids!
No, don't sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept with
The best of my secrets
Deep in the reach, I'm alone, nigga
Believe it i can see it, if needed
And if you really with me
And well then let it be, get the greens
And we runnin' up over
Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland
Cleveland
(Thug Luv biatch) nigga, what time is it?
Where my niggas at? Yo' I don't give a fuck
Where you lay at nigga
It's time to slay these bitch made niggas
They ain't even knowin' what type
Of niggas we is, thug life baby!
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you niggas been waitin' for this for
A long time, well here it is nigga
Here it is what you gon' do with this shit?
Well look at the thug that
My momma gave up on and labeled me worthless
Stroll through the city at 14 dirtless
Put in my work and alert the service
(Tell 'em) who could've knew me
Lil foster, kid fin to end of the world?
(Whoa) with enemies all rollin' Ruthless
Well I better pull my pistol and pearl
(freeze nigga) before they analyze, me bail
Been trickin' psychologists since
12 or whatever
Can I get bail or will I motherfuck myself?
Well I'm off to The Land with
A hand full of balls, that's all
Just some of my dogs Mo! Thuggin' thuggin'
Ready to maul on y'all with a forty-five
Y'all fall and don't you call them laws
Remember my name and that's not all
Whenever you want some call and I'll
Be prepared to haul y'all off
Nigga dash, trap that ass
Roll up your up yo' ass
And punch it then flas
Got a gauge, when I catch 'em chillin' let's
Go kill his ass, kill his ass, kill his ass
Ha ha ha what's poppin' nigga? (yeah)
Put your motherfuckin' hand on
Your strap nigga (Thug Luv nigga)
Hell yeah
We can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or we can do this like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga
You better kill me!
Thug Life baby (Thug life)
I'll probably be punished for hard living
Blind to the facts:
Thugs is convicts in God's prison
Hands on the strap
Prayin' so Father please forgive me!
Police be rushin' when they see me
I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted
Live on TV
Life, pleasure and pain, stuck in this game
Holler my name! We all gonna die
We bleed through similar veins
Please explain to me, now
Don't panic when my guns burst
Heard the last jam, nigga? This one's worse!
My nigga Bone held the chrome
'til I came home
Thug love players tell these bitch
Niggas "bring it on" i caught a plane out to
Cleveland late last evenin'
To help my niggas clean up
Some niggas no longer breathin'
Now, who do you believe in?
Hit the weed and breathe
It's a cold-ass world niggas kill
You in your sleep
Watch me until they stop me, bury
Murder me or drop me
I got thug love for my nationwide posse
Feel me!
A bitch like Sylk-E catch ya slippin'
Soon as you forget and trippin'
South Central stompin' motherfuckers bloodin'
And crippin' lil' ripstress
So let me kick it
I'm tired of hearin' that fake shit
I roll with real bitches, thugstas, and pimps
Got to repent
Heaven sent since I was a small girl
Asked The Lord to save my soul
From this cold ass world
Life unfolds, I unload to keep my sanity
I guess it's just the B-I T-C-H in me
Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out
My Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressin' it softly
Get 'em up off me
'cause all we wanted was harmony
Been bombing 'em, yell up out of my ghetto
I won't settle, get on my level
Y'all can't stop me and pop me
Nigga, they got me? Fuck no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic and manage
To damage all y'all i'll talk about 'em
And you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered
And I'm want 'em to not jump
I'd rather say that we came
To shut 'em all down
So quick to test, bullet, yes, declare war
Roll, I'll flow when I get
The gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all
Pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol
And lit a nigga with mine
Fuck them niggas, it's on
All y'all fall! Bizzy getting
Bitches to test me bless the floor, and any
Attempt to arrest me, stress me
Lord, lookin' at death with the
Last of my breath follow, follow, my kids!
No, don't sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept with
The best of my secrets
Deep in the reach, I'm alone, nigga
Believe it i can see it, if needed
And if you really with me
And well then let it be, get the greens
And we runnin' up over
Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland
Cleveland