Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, 2Pac - Thug Luv lyrics

Nigga, we doin' this shit
From Cleveland to LA, nigga
Whatever you niggas want, we bring it!
Thug Luv (biatch) nigga what time is it?
Yo, I don't give a fuck where you lay at
Nigga
It's time to slay these bitch made niggas!
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, run with us
Run with us!
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, 'Pac and Rip
With thug love
They ain't even knowing what type
Of niggas we is
Where my thugs at? 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 gonna do with it?

Well, it must be close to the Armageddon
Lord
You 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
They can't, stop me and pop me
Nigga, they got me? Fuck no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic, let's
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, looking at death with the
Last of my breath follow, follow, my kids!
But don't sin, in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept
With the best of my secrets
Heaving the leaves in my lungs, nigga
Believe that I can see it, if needed
And if you really with me
And well then let it be
Get the greens and we
Running up over Cleveland

Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga? (yeah)
Put your muthafuckin' hands on your strap
Nigga thug Luv, nigga yeah
We can do this like gangstas and slug it out
(Thug luv)
Or do this like punks, and punk it out
Pull your strap on me
(Thug luv) , nigga, you better kill me!
Thug Life, baby thug Luv

I'll probably be punished for hard livin'
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 gon' 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 Luv players tell these
Bitch niggas "Bring it on"
I caught a plane out to
Cleveland late last evening
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 Luv for my nationwide posse feel me!

Little thug from the Land, nigga, never ran
Muthafuckas out to get me
They don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put in some work and do some dirt
Fuckin' around with the band Bone
Thugs-N-Harmony
Follow down the road, we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do, it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor
Bomb ya!
So quick to test us, nigga wanna press me
Eat dust for the love of the lust
Niggas bustin' on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, 12-gauge erupt!
It's my Art of War
Puttin' niggas on the floor
When I'm comin' through the door
Bringin' nuthin' but terror
Causing much pain to the nigga that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era
Paired up, with a nigga like Pac
And a nigga like me gotta stay high
Thug luv 'til I die
Keep my prayer to the sky
But, I'm still in the hood, smoke and fry
So I beg
The Lord to save us all: escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries
Soldiers of the century, yeah

Here to get it, told my niggas they need get
Down with the dirt, and we don't fuck around
Buck a couple of rounds
And if you're passin' through
Then hit the ground, and don't get
Caught up in the crossfire, nigga
Artillery thick
And you don't wanna get to fuckin' with this
I'm straight devil, not a punk and pretend
I reload, and buck a little mo'
Flee the scene 'fore the po-po even know
"So, who ya looking for?" They don't know!
A mothafucka with a leatherface
Hey, man, she said I ran this way
Said I ran that a way
Ya hoes'll never know because I got away
(yeah)
A criminal mind, to keep a nigga on the level
Sometimes, so get high
And analyze your crime
Correctly organized and with results
You'll be surprised

Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can ride
Playa hating niggas, you gots to die
It's only right
Fucking with Bone, better leave it alone
Mo Thugs come crack their fuckin' domes
Still in the hood, where the thugs play
Fuckin' with nuthin' but thugs, mane
Ain't takin' no shorts or no losses
We crackin' them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on another level, nigga
Get a shovel
You can dig a hole bitches is dead!
Infrared, to your head you can beg
You can fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine
We'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out ridin', lookin' for you
(for you) better run for cover, nigga, duck!
We about to bust, Straight got the infrared
Put it on his forehead make some moves
Send flowers straight to his home
Put a card in the muthafucka
Send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong, dead wrong
Now he long gone, long gone

'Pac, 'Pac run with us, run with us
Run with us!
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, 'Pac and Rip
With thug love
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, run with us
Run with us!
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, 'Pac and Rip
With thug love
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, run with us
Run with us!
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, 'Pac and Rip
With thug love
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, run with us
Run with us!
'Pac, 'Pac run with us, 'Pac and Rip
With thug love