CAZ, Layzie Bone, Ice-T - U a Thug? lyrics

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Steve Lo, ball around the motherfuckin' globe
Nigga and you know how we do this here
Nigga we do that there
Pull up a chair, bitch

Livin' legends in your presence
Learn the lessings we stressin'
It's all platinum we make it hot, hot, hot

You can call me, too sweet
Knock a nigga on his back
Penetentary six, I'm swingin' on the track
Call me Bruno the Barge
I'm livin' much too large muscle hard
Disregard before I pull your card
Known to hauck hard, when I entered the spot
Pull some Cott but funk twelve on the dot
You think I'm not, here's the plot
Hair layed, game played
Back late at the Snootie
Fox hittin' some Bray
Ain't no reason to hate
Nigga I ain't chosin' my fate
I'm a pretty motherfucker
Like a faggott wanna go straight
So wait, and let these pretty niggas speak
If you continue to doubt
I'll pull your bitch before next week
Nigga, Layzie, Caz, and Ice
Make ya gonna return like Old Spice
Nigga high, Yella's back in
Well even' Mack-10 can join the club
Even though he bangin' Blood
This a pretty nigga clique
Pock a stick and we dip

Oh you a thug, you a thug, you a thug
Nigga what
So bust ya gun nigga, if you a thug
Nigga what
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
Nigga what so throw it up nigga
Cuz you know we gettin' crunk
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Nigga what don't press ya luck nigga
Cuz you know we throw this up
Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what
Nigga what
So bust ya gun nigga, if you a thug
Nigga what

My nigga Caz gave me the gat
And you can believe I'ma blast
Nigga I'ma smash and get this cash
Makin' you niggas think fast
Nigga at last, it's real shit
The type of shit we bring your way
Caz, Layzie
And Ice T and nigga we got them throw aways
Go away haters
And the fake then had they time
Nigga gone breakthrough with this rhyme
Nigga I'll break you with this nine
Nigga it's all about perfect timin', feel me
Or 'til the Lord call me home
And nigga you bet we still be
Hustlin' tryin to get that dolla
Holla, holla swervin' in Impalas
And nigga we stay and heat 'em up
Beat 'em up Caz
Put your hands on these fools
Take these fake ass niggas to school
Show these fake ass niggas the rules
Now you's fuck 'em, fuck 'em, buck 'em all
(all, all, all)
And nigga we see your ass at the mall
And nigga we still ballin'
Callin' these bitches, like "Hey ho
What up bitch" (sup be-atch)
And they can't stand me
But quick to give me the patties
Guess the public demand me
Understand we lookin' good nigga
And we dressed to impress
Puttin' it down for the north
South, to the east, to the west

Who is the, gangsta rap inventor?
Slam like the Lakers at the Staples Center
Big pimp representer
Half you motherfuckers mentha
Knocked ya main bitch and bent her
Left her with a baby in her
I'm mainly known for endless funds
Blastin' guns
Boostin' bitches, cars with switches
Known to rep the hardest city out on the west
Known to break a bitch in an hour or less
The indoor gun buster, the crowd mover
Quick to bring the gravity to ya
With the 9 roover
Reach out and touch ya with the chrome duster
The pearl clutcher
I started this shit and this the thanks I get
You fake Killa niggas get no dap
Play the back
Don't OG me when you see, no eye contact
Cuz you could find yourself
Layin' on your back
Lookin' up at a blurry paramedic, Ice says

Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Nigga what (Livin' legends in your presence
Learn the lessings we stressin' it's all)
Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what
Nigga what (Livin' legends in your presence
Learn the lessings we stressin' it's all)

Livin' legends in your presence
Learn the lessings we stressin'
It's all platinum we make it hot, hot, hot

M-F-S, K how we do this there, we get that K
That's right nigga (that's right)
Layzie Bone (Layzie Bone) ice T (Ice T)
Pretty boys up in here
With more toys than y'all
We hittin' switches, cockin' Glocks
And lettin' all y'all bitches
Know it don't stop
Yea, yea, yea it's all plat
We told you how them Yellow
Niggas was makin' a comeback