Thug On Da Line (2001)

• Y'all Don't Know Me
• Ride The Thug Line
• Can't Huslte 4 Ever
• Talk To Myself
• A Thugga' Level
• Da Thugs
• If They Only Knew
• I Don't Give A Fuck
• Time After Time
• Ride If You Like
• If You A Thug
• Hard Time Hustlin'
• Gemini
• I Don't Know What
• Rollin' Up Some Mo'
• Everybody Wanna Be Thugs
• Bloody Murder (Skit)
• Kneight Ruduz Wuz Here
• Ready For Combat
• Thug On Da Line
• Can't Fuck With Us (Bonus Track) 

Y'all Don't Know Me lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Krayzie x4]

I'ts Krayzie Bone (Krayzie, Krayzie, Krayzie)

[Chorus]

Homie, y'all don't know me (know me)

Mighta heard my name (my name)

Ain't nobody feelin hold me ( hold me)

Not in this game (not in this game)

Homie, y'all don't know me (know me)

Mighta heard my name (my name)

But ain't nobody goin to hold me(hold me)

Especially in this game

[Verse 1: Krayzie]

Excuse me, but do you know me?

You've seen me on TV and in the video

Got caught up in Crossroads forgot that we was criminals

That's right, we them same niggaz to come up from nothin

To what up with them figures?

Nigga, my album got better thangs

And people changed when I got in the game

Niggaz call me I don't even know how you know my name?

How the fuck you get my number?

What the fuck is going on?

Then I got these haters leavin threats on my phone

They messages be records that they made just for me

I'm not on that don't give a fuck if you rap faster than me

But when it come to being the realest niggaz that ever did it

You know Bone Thugs gonna be contendin for that position

Listen, if y'all niggaz wanna trip with us, bomb ya fall witcha dick in the

dust

Get up, what up? Thought ya had me figured out you didn't

Remember next time, that last time that nigga wasn't bullshittin

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Krayzie]

Homie, y'all don't know me

Y'all mighta heard my name once or twice

Don't start none (drama), won't be none (drama)

Cause however they want it, they can come get it believe I got it

Can't be faded keep thinkin Krayzie ain't really crazy

Haters, that pressin me to make me show this lately

Afraid that they mistaken that they thinkin Kray ain't hip, hip, hip

To those who pose as friends

But are phony before they can infiltrate but can't immitate us for long

They better not come talkin no shit cause I'm servin 'em some

And fuck whatcha heard, believe whatcha see please

Dap is cheap, dramatical action speaks

Did you hear it, hear it?

I know ya feel it, feel it the twelve gauge eruption

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Krayzie]

We got a game full of clones that can't hold they own

So they be fast to bite

Nigga don't like Bone, then why the fuck you rappin like me bastard

You know you like it, nigga'z funny

Be bobbin they head to my music, but when they see me they mean muggin

Keep lookin ugly, niggaz but jut don't jump

Cause I'm a nervous nigga, and I'll buck, buck, buck

Thug haters they get me violent

Cops make me riot

You bitches make me sick and tired, sin keeps me wide up

And I needs to be high, just for fuckin with y'all

And I dedicate this one to all them bustas I knew would fall

Had to get rid of the dead weight that was holdin me down (holdin me down)

The Thugline officials and it's goin down (down)

So wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dawg

No need, don't even try to fade us, y'all

Who the nigga in the halls, big balls?

That's Sawed Off Slim

Don't try to get with him cause playa, playa

[Chorus 'til fade]

Ride The Thug Line lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Young Dre, Keith G, Bam)

[Chorus]

Thugline, Thugline, come Ride The Thugline

All day (day), keep it real, keep it real, keep it real [x4]

And all night (night), yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Wake up in the morning, glorious to see (what?)

Then I hit the streets knowin that I got beef

So since I got beef it make sense to pack the heat

Ain't no debate be (?) publicly

Yeah, I'm a rider call me R-K-C, ambassador, diplomet officially

Ride with my team, the Thugline regime

Evil side regulated, smash, crash, tell me food stamp this game dig us?

Yeah, and tryin to be sneaky

Askin everybody that think I know 'em for my number to beep me

On my pager to beep me

And I sense they negative energy

Feelin like some gangsta, gangsta shit to me

Don't matter where you go it's psycho my flight flown

To the bottoms in Miami got off the plane like Rhinos

Sweaty in this humidity, high

My thugs, hit the club, scene it's crackin tonight

Come on, what, what, said it's crackin tonight

Come on, Thugline make it crack tonight

Yeah huh-uh, huh-uh, come on, come on

[Chorus]

All day (day), keep it real, keep it real, keep it real [x4]

And all night (night), yeah, yeah, yeah

Thugline, Thugline, come Ride The Thugline

[Verse 2]

All night long we ain't goin to sleep

Beat these motherfuckin streets with heats and break beats

Make my way through the door, four rounds bar man

My niggaz on one, he snuck a (?) can in

The latest edition to some tight shit is spinnin

Hey DJ, you workin with that equipment

Proceed to stagger through the crowd, blowin one

Ladies in abundance nigga seven to one

Back of the straps, tattoos, holding some Hennessey

I got my partner Krayzie Bone there go one for me

I broke from the camp post tellin baby this and that

She told me about herself she want to model and act

I'm seeing other eyes, but I'm trying to lock this

Who could really blame me about those ass and hips?

She say she got some folks, Young Dre what the deal?

Let's cut this night short take them back up the hill

[Chorus]

Thugline, Thugline, come Ride The Thugline [x2]

All day (day), keep it real, keep it real, keep it real [x4]

And all night (night), yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]

I gets a rush, thinkin bout the fools that we crush

And my little locs is down to bust, and makin a fuss

All up in my pockets they gangsta hatin on us

First round that we (?) now we adding a plus

Live just to die know you know it's a must

Silly niggaz tellin lies, fo' five make 'em hush

Listen, just hear the bullets come when they spittin

Y'all reppin just steppin, I'm only playin to win

Got a pocket full of plenty niggaz splurgin on drink

Thirty dollars in the tank a nigga reaking of dank

Khaki suit full of dirt from a nigga puttin in work

Can't understand a command niggaz, patrolin to turf

Gotta get it while the water's hot and fill up your pot

Hit the block with a rock with (?) make 'em (?)

I level with a tickety tock, it don't stop

And I'll be damned if they pull a nigga back on the block

[Chorus]

All day (day), keep it real, keep it real, keep it real [x4]

And all night (night), yeah, yeah, yeah

Thugline, Thugline, come Ride The Thugline

[Verse 4]

You might not recognize my flow, cuz it's me bustin at first

Cause I can put styles inside my verses motherfuckers ain't heard yet

But I won't battle MC's, but we do handle beef with these

Competition to me means an enemy (get rid of 'em)

Ask some of these niggaz past nothin but snakes in the grass

Talkin bout we bit they mad cause they career was a fag

You might been rappin doin it twistin, but that bullshit you're stressin

Knowin exactly when you're fresh, you niggaz wreck shit

Platinum? that ain't a thing for me, hit the studio make it happen

Nigga that's because I'm real with this thug music

We mash and wild in 2000, nigga no remorse

What we be givin?

Heat from the kitchen when fuckin with this shit

Get with the Line, Thugline, the Line, Creepin' On Ah Come Up

You know what?, this time around it's on when we blow up (tell 'em)

Fakers, hate ya, later, y'a'll all die, nigga they all die

They die, they die

Can't Huslte 4 Ever lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. LaReece, Young Dre)

Hey yo, I'm tired of runnin these streets, yo

I'm tired of hustlin

Y'all motherfuckers think this is all a game

This shit ain't easy, this is all I know

What am I supposed to do now? huh?

[Chorus: x2]

Do you know where you're goin to?

Do you like the things the streets it's showin you?

Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever?

[Verse 1: LaReece]

It was you and me against the world

We switched the game up

Hustlin forever together before we came up

It changed our paths we went our separate ways

No more ridin on them niggaz for me, how I miss those days

Swore up and down you was a super thug, so it's told

But had compassion for your foes wit'cha heart of gold

While I was rappin and singing you started slangin and bangin

But with money comes greed saw your heart it was changin

Niggaz out on the street, your peeps gettin covered in sheets

You relied on heat to keep you from suffering defeat

And now you're different like these savages, you're soul golfed out

I know you're hurtin everytime I see your soul from you

You at your crossroads, whatcho gonna do?

Where you going, boo?

Street is watchin just to take your soul from you

Who will feed your seed if you're locked down, or better yet dead?

Did you live your life to the fullest when you take your last breath?

Do you know?

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 2: Krayzie]

Come follow me into my life, my life, my life

I'm a young hustla

This is to get paid as I stay clean away from bustas

Strugglin is in my blood

Mentality thug, reality I'm fucked up

I gotta go get it my goddamn self, cause ain't nobody about to give me shit

Gotta go out and get the rent pay

So I'ma be out here on this block with these rocks and this glock

Until I profit could you stop it?

Mama used to say "but until I see it better, it got to be this way"

And it don't look like I be going nowhere, nowhere

Looks like I'm stuck in this here ghetto

Even though I done got this dream of being famous

This is really short, and if I don't make it by the end of the year

Shit's feelin to be changin I'ma be dangerous, bangin nigga's brain

Nigga, I'ma start sharin my pain and bang

Hey, this shit we do for the dollar, dollar bill y'all

So, before I get killed y'all

I gotta make better ain't tryin hustle forever, ever

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 3: Young Dre]

God, please I know you see me livin better that this

But, truthfully it's hard for Dre to comprehend cause it's cheddar to get

If I don't hustle I can't eat

So in these streets it's you and me

Takin these fair penitentiary chances

Plus some real finances that'll (?) me and my fam to better circumstances

Rider quote "man even though I know I know how this game go"

Got the green light for cash and I can't let time pass

Gotta grabs mines reality's a mutha

Tryin to hold on to all my survivin thugs brothas

See, this life'll make you sharp and hard two clenched fists for the struggle

Ride for my thug nation that love to hustle hard

With slugs from berettas, doing dirty business

Some niggaz still can't get together collecting figgas

Make it impossible to hustle forever

But life's a struggle we gonna survive until something come along better

RIDERS!

[Chorus 'til fade]

Talk To Myself lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Tiffany)

[Krayzie x2]

I talk to myself (myself), when there is no one to talk to

[Tiffany]

Ever wonder just what it's like talkin to yourself every night?

Will I ever make it through the day?

[Krayzie]

It's so hard to believe that i'm still living, i'm alive

My clock is still ticking, guessing that God is still with me (with me)

Cuz I could have been gone so many times before

Murda Mo is chasing me i'm bearly escaping it

My instincts is tellin me that I might not live long in my life (my life)

My life is a jungle I really don't love it it's really to crumble

I fight with these devils on daily basis

And I try to stay humble

Try not to fall, but what if I slip, trip?

Try to stay calm, but what if I flip?

Kill 'em all

Last night I had a long talk with myself (myself)

Drama had a nigga wondering, wondering how close am I to hell

Then I had to pray can't let them brake me, awww nah, awww nah

But it's everyday they try to make me soft

But so fried, so high is my mistake

Don't worry when i'm in the clouds

Well that's how I stay (stay)

[Chorus: Tiffany]

Ever wonder just what it's like talkin to yourself every night?

Will I ever make it through the day?

Never thought I make it this far

Kinda wonder just where you are?

Will you ever make it through the day?

[Krayzie]

Caught up in my complications nowhere to go

It's mandatory that I face them, even though I don't want to

They say karma can murda ya, murda ya

All this drama just got me nervous

Cuz I know i've popped shots that don't stop

They don't stop

Soon as I lose it they know I get stupid

Ain't nowhere to you, to you

Stop, stop, look, look, listen

Where heard them

I'm hearin they put to get me (get me)

Can't let 'em get me

I won't stop dumpin until my clique is empty (empty)

When this one finish (finish) i'm buckin 'til I put my other clip in (clip in)

Then get up spittin back at y'all (back at y'all)

That's cuz the can't get with this at all

The war is really raw (raw, raw, raw, raw)

[Chorus: Tiffany]

[Krayzie & Tiffany]

(Last night I had a long talk with myself)

And I told myself I can't depend on one

No one else

[Krayzie]

Crazy, crazy this thing done made me crazy

Hate to say it, I done went crazy [x2]

Walkin in the rain (walkin in the rain)

Disaster calls my name

Callin my name feelin so much pain

Wanna get away but ya can't, can't run, run, run

[Chorus: Tiffany]

[Krayzie]

I talk to myself (myself) when there is no one to talk to [x2]

Walkin in the rain (walkin in the rain)

[Tiffany]

Last night (myself) I had a long talk with myself, self, self

Will I ever (myself) make it through the day?

[Chorus: Tiffany]

A Thugga' Level lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Boss)

[Verse 1: Boss]

Big ballin bitch like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang

Paper chase, hustlin nothin changed

Ask me again I'll tell you the same

Don't hustle the fame nigga, most of the game

Put it down in the street for mine

24/7, stayin on the grind

For days and days I shell at the cops

Enough grenades to get at the block

I'm a drug smuggler

Part bitch, part thug, part hustla

You lift my crib and I'm touchin ya

No love for ya, draw blood from ya

Cause a nigga like you dreamin to Boss

And you fiendin to floss, and who pounds is flown

We're bustin motherfuckas with the black game

Holdin them fiends and lovin my crack, in the front got bud in the back

Who can get more thugga than that?

From hookers and jacks, put the house up, bitch

I'm bustin the gat

[Krayzie]

Y'all niggaz always testing, gonna make me pull this weson

[Boss]

If money ain't the answer rephrase the question, dawg

[Krayzie]

Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is...

[Verse 2: Boss]

Runnin up in your town with an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols

Y'all mad we the real number owners

Rollin like big, Thugline nothin but runners

Trouble Boss, a double cross

A nigga named Krray they good as dead

From the b-o-double, doin double time

And these tricks comin up to bread

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

We on some thugga shit

We on some other shit that you ain't fuckin with

The thuggin don't stop

And you can't touch the clique

You know you love this shit

Take it to what we spit

The thuggin don't stop

[Verse 3: Krayzie]

I heard a silent motherfucka creepin up from behind ya

Bet ya didn't think that I'd find ya, huh?

With a nine or pump (pump, pump, pump) your shit'll be fucked

And I ain't even popped the goddamn trunk (trunk)

I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool

Freeze everything, nigga don't move

You can choose to be a fool and try to get away

But never make it out the room when the pump go BOOM!

Fuckin 'em up, scream "fuck the world" while I cuff my nuts

Real niggaz don't lie, hit 'em in the mind, everytime goddamn we live

Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save y'all?

Matter of fact motherfucka who paid y'all

You runnnin up on them niggaz you know gonna bust back?

Take no more shorts fuck that (fuck that)

Pistol control, we roll streets of the all know

If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my pocket

For the glock, glock shot 'em all on the floor

You dealin with some motherfuckin real niggaz

Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna kill me

Still runnin with the AK-47 ain't shit changed

Still got the same artilary

Bust at them bastards (bastard)

Me and Boss steady breakin it off in they asses (in they ass)

Wanna see me get glasses (glass)

Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past me (past me)

But that let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang them thangs

Fuckin wit them thugs, the thugs... nigga the thugs, what?

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 4: Boss]

Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta

We're gun-toaters, blunt smokers, big bank folders, and high rollers

Quick to burn off into toaster for fun, this bitch

Judges wanna post as gorilla

Pimps, killers, and soldiers roll

You don't slip and we thought that we told ya

Know what Thug Luv nigga to bone ya

They can run your shit and bend a corner, scatter and spread

Like mustard jam them buzzards up and leave 'em smothered

Quick friends gats find ya like bookie and they down with me like fo' flat

Y'all niggaz got nuts, our niggaz got nuts

So we can go nut for nut see who first to crack and split

Like ya down like wipers

'Fore the motherfuckin piper pay the bitch

[Verse 5: Krayzie]

You motherfuckas feelin to feel it

Thugline put it down keepin it the real it

And I ain't really trippin of these niggaz

They say they gonna get me yet they miss me

(What?) Cause I've been here niggaz thuggin

Waitin for you motherfuckas to come bring it to me

Fuck waitin I'ma mingle with it

The nine millimeter and plenty more haters

If any more niggaz roll up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up

When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die

Fuck you, die, buck you, die

Reload, unload one more time

Hit him with the pump make sure he dead

He bled blood, we bail

Ask me if a nigga prepared for war hell yeah

[Chorus 'til fade]

Da Thugs lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Chorus]

Thugline guess who's back? Da Thugs

Tell 'em who the real niggaz is man? Da Thugs

Who the fuck ya come to see? Da Thugs

The only niggaz down with me is Da Thugs

Who the niggaz straight up off the Double Glock? Da Thugs

Who them niggaz brought you Thug Luv with Pac (Bone) Da Thugs

Who the niggaz mixing Hennessy and Gin? Da Thugs

Let's start this shit up baby

[Krayzie]

Niggaz guessin it is my thug nature (thug nature)

That motivates me to chase some paper (paper)

Cause being broke (?) wasn't the plans when we made 'em

Straight up you barely get up off your ass wake up, wake up!

Nigga, how long you think this shit gonna last?

Get up, get up (Thugs!) got to keep your hustle

Got to fight the struggle if ya wanna survive the jungle

You know i'm a thug for life

I'm knowin you already knowin that

Don't need to be showin that

Until it's time to let niggaz knowin that that's what i'm doin

(Thugs!) gonna go platinum outta the box

The tracks out, the raps out

And nigga don't act shocked

You fuckin with Kray, Leatherface Sawed Off Slim

Ghetto Cowboy (boy) whatever you got to say you say it loud, speak up!

(Thugs!) no need for flashin my jewerly to get a broad, hell no

Ain't got no game but nigga my real is raw

You feel me, kill me that's been the discussion of some bustas

I heard (I heard) them motherfuckas tryin to do the Thuggish Ruggish

(Thugs!) bring it on, we about war world war!

Meet us in the streets or bring it to the show

We can rap, bust caps, make 'em know it

While I strangle this bastard with my microphone cord

[Chorus]

Da thugs

Who them motherfuckas wanna be like? Da Thugs

Who them niggaz feel the thug shit we write? Da Thugs

Tell them motherfuckas who we do it for? Da Thugs

If ya niggaz lookin for us playa here we go, Da Thugs

Why the fuck the cops always fuckin with Da Thugs

Fuck the police that's comin straight from Da Thugs

Who your girlfriend left you for? Da Thugs

Who them niggaz you scared to approach? Da Thugs

[Krayzie x2]

The way they leave ya fine 'til we get there

Nigga you're runnin outta time (runnin outta time)

See you with a cop, cause we be there pint ya!

Thugs on the line, frontline

[Krayzie]

See Krayzie about that (Thugs!) nickels and profit

Keepin my pockets all swollen

Gimme that Bone Luv

As you can see it's no longer Mo Thug

That's your luck, cause it ain't no beefer that my peeps

So why do I hear 'em speakin it different on the streets?

But check it out (thugs!) i'm thru with trippin

That's why I got on my mission and did this

Handled my business, witness your nigga come up on these millions

Really I been in the cut now for quite a while

When I come out, niggaz gonna recognize the tighter style

(Thugs!) now watch out this Harmonies speedin up

(??????????)

Ain't never been down before just so you know

Wait a minute, oh I want you to meet and greet my thug tribe

New and improved, I bring to you the motherfuckin Thugline (Thugs!)

Fuck what you talkin stupid bitch it's what you walk

Can you walk? and my thugs strut

It's daily watch me walk, Da Thugs!

I never really been one to claim no coast

But yo that Cleveland nigga in here for sho'

(In da house!) that I know

[Chorus]

Who them niggaz stealin t-shirts and khakies? Da Thugs

Who them niggaz keep it real when they rappin? Da Thugs

Who they tryin to ban, who? Da Thugs

And who don't give a damn, who? Da Thugs

What you hearin when you turnin on the radio? Da Thugs

Who you seein when you lookin at the video? Da Thugs

Who them niggaz smokin blunts non-stop? Da Thugs

Who them niggaz escape the block? Da Thugs

[Krayzie]

When you kick it with the thugs, when you smoke a little weed

Call me up you know the thugs always keep it

We got what you need just call me up, yeah

Da Thugs teach the world (whole wide world) to be like

What's up to my niggaz Flesh-N-Bone?

Stay strong my nigga

Fuck the law

If They Only Knew lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. LaReece)

[Krayzie x4]

He did (he did) ya wrong

[Chorus]

Hey girlfriend, if someone told your boyfriend, ohhh, uh, uh, uh, uh

If they told him, what me and you be doin

Somebody's gonna be in trouble (gonna be in trouble)

[Krayzie]

(???) we be kickin it like husband and wife

You see that's the reason you sleepy sayin "not tonight"

Meet me at the corner store ain't nobody gotta know

Soon as you pull up we pull out and roll

Follow me home

Let's get away and be alone, unplug my phone

You know the song baby

All around the world it's the same song, the same song

Turn off the light we be smokin bud in the dark

Every time I hit the weed

I can see your beauty reflectin when it spark

Girl I feel it the reeder and the vibe is perfect

And don't feel worthless cuz if your man was actin right he'd be worth it

Baby, he don't deserve this (deserve this)

So don't be actin nervous

And besides he ain't here it's closed curtains

Gettin it on shit

You know it's something about

When you be sneakin for some reason

The lovin feel much better

When you're creepin don't you get too sleepy

You know you gotta go

Yo man is back at home and probably waitin at the door

So, I get with you tomorrow

Baby just page me, hit me up

And when I jump outta work

Come on over and give me some

[Chorus]

[LaReece]

All I needed was a thug in my life

Somebody that'll treat me right

Slap it from the back, and keep it wet all night

A rider like you that's ghetto-life

Answer to my dreams knew that you was him on sight

The way your shit was tight

Ain't no happy home, uh-huh

Talkin to them chickens on the cell phone

Took your shit too long

Now two can play the game

I'm feelin you and ain't no shame (shame)

And when i'm in your arms I feel no pain (pain)

Can't hit the spot like you, cop a knot like you

Flip it over quick and knock it out the box like you

Keep it locked like you it's only on my mind

And when i'm rollin in my Benz knowin you on your grind

You make my heat melt

And I don't want no one else

If I can't have you i'd rather touch myself

Just give the word boo, i'm leavin all this shit for you

That thug passion got me sprung, so whatcho gon' do?

[Chorus]

[Krayzie: x2]

Gonna be in trouble, gonna be in trouble

In trouble, in trouble

Cause if anybody find out, uh-uh, and you know that

Yes you know that

Hey girlfriend, if someone told you girlfriend...

I Don't Give A Fuck lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Chorus x2]

You been talkin', now we caught you

Bitch now its on

Thug line nor I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)

About you jumpin' up, actin' like you Krayzie

'Cause you Hollywood niggas can't fade this

[Verse 1]

Turn off that muthafuckin' radio

And put in a CD or a tape

And let them thug niggas show

We comin' to invade your space

In your face like "Ho hey!"

The original, criminal, blowing up on these niggas

Give them something to listen to

Is Right back up in the house

Mastermind of rap or crime

Another clack of a nine

Damage your spine (spine)

Mash us and blast at your mind

Niggas really think i'm carin'

What they sayin' like they scarin' me

But all they talk is noise

I'm not a toy, so boy don't play with me

Thug Line, Thug Line

And yeah thats my clique (thats it)

And if niggas wanna trip

Then we can do this shit

I'm not no muthafucking ho-nigga

I came but i can go

So nigga come on

And let me know what you down to die for

Stay strapped these days cause i don't know who to trust

So I just point my gun everywhere when I bust

Fuck these niggas

I'm in your city, your TV and your radio

So don't act like i'm hiding

Nigga, y'all are just some scary-hoes

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]

Why niggas be actin' like they know me?

Then talkin' my shit

All on my dick

Now nigga you know what we call them (A bitch, bitch)

I'm running from nobody and nothing

Motherfuck them if they coming

We'll be waiting with the pumps

And bucking slugs into they stomach

A hundred mini-missles won't miss you

I can bet you we hit you

Split 'em, get rid of 'em

10 of them, at the same time killin' em

Keep my presence to a minimum

But I'm in your vision

Every time you see the thug line

I'm on the front line

I love mine

I'm tellin' you now

We on a mission with no mercy

Wanna know how bad we wan't it?

Just say we thirsty for it

And any nigga trying to get up in my way

Might i say, them bitches beggin' for a beatin'

So we left 'em bleedin'

Competition (competition), to me is an enemy

So think before you come try to get in it with me

So you can frown all you want to

Get loud all you want to

But now we see you

What you gon' do?

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]

Now if y'all really trying to get in some action

You heard my song

Come nigga, get at me

And bring your family

'Cause we really need to practise

"Walk it, don't talk it", I say this time after time

Have the same nerve and courage when we see you outside,

Online, all right

Lets get this party started, spark it

Thug style, showin' em love

But we stay heartless regardless

Hit 'em with bomb shit

Better ring the alarm

Its the thuggish ruggish niggas

Bustin' the guage with one arm

Like Vietnam, the enemies expendable, so fuck 'em

First time we warn 'em

Second time we storm 'em

Nigga, you don't get no three shots

We not playin', and I know they understand

They tried to test the man

But the man was really a man

So its the plan

Stay heated heavy and ready to die

If not then eat a magnum full of hollow point shots

I'm just tryin' to make my profit,

Get up out of this shit

But until then I gotta cock my shit (I cock my shit)

[Chorus x2]

Time After Time lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Chorus]

Time after time, find I question my life

How I went wrong, will it ever be right?

Will I rise? Will I fall? Stand tall

Continue asking, but I'm knowing only God know

Time after time, find I question my life

Where I went wrong, will it ever be right?

Will I rise? Will I fall? Stand tall

Continue asking, but I'm knowing only God know

[Verse One]

Growing up in the hood as a hard knock

I never knew nothing too much about young

My only concern was making my money and running these streets as a thug

Instead of the birds and bees, I always talk to murderers and the G's

That coldness inside me, but I ain't trying to hurt nobody

Temptation is keeping me steadily going under

And I wonder, if I could make it through the thunder

Cause I done caused so much hurt and pain to some that ain't deserve a thang

If I could change that, it would all be rearranged

But what's done is done and I paid the price

and now I'm like, Help me Lord, to better my life, my life

Just give me the chance to prove the world that I can be the man that I am

And I plan, on keeping it realer, really slow and steady

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]

So now I'm headed to the chapel and I'm fin' to try marriage

It's goin' down yeah, yeah, yeah, but what do ya know?

Who woulda knew that would make situations worse

And my curse, nothing I've tried seems to work

And I drop to my knees and I pray, yes I pray

And I wonder if I'll ever see a better day (I need a better day)

I've seen much in my time and I think it was too much for my eyes

The wickedness pulling me closer to failure everytime I think I'm rising, yeah

But you live and you learn and try to make better, gotta get control

Then follow the Lord and who knows where you'll go, for sho'

I can see how I've been sinnin

I'm asking the Lord for a little bit of forgiving, 'giving

[Chorus: repeat 'til fade]

Ride If You Like lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Asu, LaReece)

[Guy]

107 Point, uhh, Thugline Radio

Callin you on the air

What'cha wanna hear baby

[Girl]

Hi, I wanna hear the new Thugline Krayzie Bone joint

You know, the one with...

[Guy]

Ah yeah, yeah, yeah, that's right Krayzie Bone

107 Point, uhh, all day in your, uhh, in your pee hole baby

[Girl]

Umm, can I get some tickets...

[Krayzie]

Thugline, Thugline

It's Thugline, Thugline

[Chorus x2: Krayzie (LaReece)]

If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)

Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)

Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)

Have a hell of a time on the Line

Thugline (thugs for life)

[Asu]

Y'all niggaz can't keep up (can't keep up)

Bust bigger like a D-cup

And after we get rid of this dope we gon' have to re up

All you could say is we what? (what) thugs for life

No if, ands, or fuckin buts, so ride if you like

I stand and cut (stand and cut) and sparkin the weed up quick to heat up

Them ladies love the way the thunder (thunder)

poke 'em waitin that cock beat up

Mic freaker, dope seeker, and i'm bangin thru your speakers

Stop ringin my beeper bitch I said i'll see you when I see you

Best believe a nigga servin more wood than Ikea

Ain't nobody been in and out of more draws than me neither

Now pass the reefer to propel cheif, but nigga heaven's not either

And that dip is only for all believers

Now if you still with us you kept up

If not, guess what?

They're comin to crept up

And y'all chose the wrong niggaz to step up

It's F'd up, but can't and ain't changin either

Thugline ain't for the bullshit, and Mo Thug neither

[Chorus x2: Krayzie (LaReece)]

[LaReece]

Where the thugs at?

Ain't nuttin but dimes in the back

And oh we wanna know just who's the mack with the biggest sack

Where your crew at? We can do that

Got the Juice and the Gin round up all your cutest friends

Got the Herbs and X and thicks that serve sex

We hope you G'd up

Cuz bitches weed up flossin them D-cups

We came to kick it so don't smoke the weed up

Check the riders for heat cuz you know

Them drunk ass niggaz they always seem to fuck up the flow

Let's go to the pool and sip Martini in our new bikiniz

The mood is right we tipsy and jacuzzi is steamy

These bitches see me and they mad cuz the thugs on my crew

These niggaz riders, they love dope, don't give a fuck about you

They got the stripper up in V.I.P., for ballers with cheese

All of this please is streasin me like y'all won't believe

They all up on me

I roll with playaz that pack heat and love crime

I represent the ladies bitch the crew is Thugline

Ya know?

[Chorus x2: Krayzie (LaReece)]

[Krayzie]

Get up outta my car i'm feelin ziggity, ziggity, ziggity

Can I get a little bit of Hennesy

Add a little bit of Gin and we got that Sin, let the party begin

I'm with my friends and we rollin

Smokin, blowin, chokin, rollin up some more, and more 'til we POD' ed

Past cromatose fucked up and weeded

Need more reason for chillin, we having a good time

And plus the hood's tight, so should I put up my pistol? No

I brought my digs but you never know about these thug haters

Gotta stay ready to blaze 'em, fade 'em

But it ain't shit happening my niggas what's happening?

This one for the family and it gotta be T-H-U-G-Line

Let me hit it one more time

Look at my eyes shut all the way

We in the sky cuz the only way to fly is high

Come take a fly with'cha nigga hit this and close your eyes

Get a ride free your mind

But watch out for one time

Can never get blinded them bitches get up and they trailing behind me

I'ma be the nigga with the heat seeker bring it on

[Chorus: Krayzie (LaReece)]

If You A Thug lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Asu, K-Mont, LaReece)

[Chorus x4]

Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard

clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands

[LaReece]

If you a thug nigga what, you poppin slugs at snitch niggas

you aint playing, shit you's a halt about your figgas

if you thug,forever rollin on dubs

20 deep (?) pressin the clubs with your thugs

[K-mont]

Nigga if you a thug than youu better have tatts

and whenever I got beef than I can call you for straps

nigga if you a thug than you all about paper

and you know theres only one way you got to deal with a hater

[Krayzie]

If you a thug

you wouldn't have been talkin it

you would have been walkin it

loading up your pistol marking your target and popping it

if you a thug then what the fuck that make me?

a Krayzie...nigga y'all aint trying to see

[Asu]

If you a thug only thing squilling will be your wills and

you was a pilling at still at whoever the fuck you wasn't feeling

thugs know the verse, my thugs holler louder than that

you dont hear them, you heard them in niggas just follow the path

[Chorus x4]

[Lareece]

If you a thug I know you aint loving the bitch,hugging the bitch

you say you just be rubbing the clique

if you a thug you know you cant be tricking the dough

roll up in the halls, keep eyes on your foes

[K-Mont]

(yea yea yea)

[K-Mont]

Nigga if you a thug than its bitches you lust

You know its hard to find a pritty dyme piece you trust

nigga if you a thug than you got to get yours

you still doing your thang, but aint no love for hores

[Krayzie]

If you a thug you dont some money to make some money

because if you a thug, if you aint got it you taking money

if you a thug you dont give a fuck about the judge

doing three strikes when you living your life thug!

[ASU]

What a thug see thru whatever you were trying to do

i bet a thug can show you better than a thug can tell you

thugs stay talking, and walking,stay rolling and sparking up

thugs stay swollen in they hearts and in they nuts

[Chorus]

[Lareece]

If you a thug oh yeah you know you staying (?) so high

keep your heat on your side when you ride

if you a thug see you that type of nigga that never given a fuck

mad doggin on than niggas like what

if you a thug

[K-Mont]

If you a thug you probably fighting a case

harrassed by the police and probably sprayed with mase

nigga if you a thug you know the law aint shit

you screaming fuck the police

and telling the president to eat a dick

[Krayzie]

If you a you would of been screaming this shit before we was

is you a thug or a nigga just trying to ride the bandwagon

if you a thug you got no problem spending blood

over the shit you love so nigga tell me

still a thug?

[Asu]

if you a thug you wouldn't be hollering

about what you would of, could of but should of you done it

now nigga run it on your mothafuckin stomach

ashes and elbows cocka-doo-doo

you know how the tail goes

[Chorus x8]

Hard Time Hustlin' lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Sade)

[Krayzie x4]

We hard time, hard time hustlin, hustlin

[Chorus: Sade]

Mama been laid off

She ain't workin no mo'

Papa been laid off

He say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off

He been locked down for more than two years now

[Verse 1: Krayzie]

My world is crumblin, time is hard they were before, but oh my god!

Mama mad at pops cause he ain't workin

But today she lost her job

Now what in the fuck is we suppose to do?

We on our last loaf of bread

Got cereal, but no milk, Kool-Aid, no sugar, what the hell?

And here come Mr. Billcollector beatin down our door for dough

Mama say when they come knockin

y'all don't say nothin (shhh) get on the floor

Kind of hard to see att night in a house when it ain't got no lights and shit

No gas or water, had to borrow H20 from my relative

Man, it feels like I ain't even here

I'm ready to get up and get all my own, but I got three more fuckin years

Nigga 15, with a big dream to make it on out this ghetto

But the devil won't settle, fuckin up my levels he won't let go

I'm livin to die it seems I just can't win

Now I'm high, but I'm stopin to realize I drunk this whole fifth of Gin

(Nigga damn!) I'm 17 and drinkin like I'm grown up

I got some problems, plus I need some money

And it's really all because...

[Chorus]

(Verse 2: Krayzie)

Juvenile nigga done strugglin, hustlin, strugglin like I want it

Then fuck school, right now I'm hungry, and I can't eat that damn diploma

But on this corner I can eat everyday, all I gotta do is slang this yay

Nigga, If business keep going this way me and my family is fin to be straight

I'm glad I took that fifty dollars that grandma gave me

Bought me a double up, now it's all about comin up

I'ma pay ya back next week

Repeat, took my ass straight to the block with hand full of rocks, y'all

And it's my first time I'm lowin, watchin for cop cars

By the end of the night a nigga sold all the rocks

I'm trippin out lookin' at all the dough I got

I shoulda been came a sold the block and locked it

Made me some profits, so nigga tonight my people gonna be eatin on lobster

Hate to say it, but I think these streets done really created a monster

Cause now that I see how quick I can come about breakin the law

Why in the hell is you steady tellin me to go and get a job?

Fuck that, nigga this my thing right now I know

I'm walkin home happy, smilin, and I ain't even thinkin about...

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 3: Krayzie]

Business was boomin so a nigga assuming I could do some improving

Like new jewels, clothes, shoes, Cadillac Coupe, I'm out here doin it

Got me a cold ass broad, and that's something I never had

But I'm never mad cause I done snagged one bad one with my young ass

Once I turned 18 it was on

But my brother started writing home, tellin me to leave this shit alone

I say, what? nigga, he don't know that I'm too deep in this

I'm livin and breathin the street shit

And if I don't play the crook, you ain't gonna have shit on your books

Look, gimme a minute, I'll chill in a minute I promise I will

As soon as I finished this last load

I'ma drop the dice after this last roll

Little did he know, I got no intentions on leavin this shit here

I'm feelin to get rich here

When you get out, you'll have some shit here if you still care

Made enough money to move my moms and pops to a new pad

They was suspicious, but they ain't trippin

cause this more shit than we ever had

But shit went bad six in the morning crashing through my door was the Feds

And they want that bread we want you, and I'm like ooh! (shit)

Shoulda listened to my brother, huh?

But I'm like fuck it now

Mama got to buggin out when them po po got to cuffin pops

Now I'm in the courtroom when that asked me how I plea

I tell the judge straight up, I've been havin problems and it's all because...

[Chorus til fade]

Gemini lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Chorus: x2]

Gemini, everytime I try to use my mind

seems like I gotta fight two sides

and I never know which one's right

That's my life

[Krayzie Bone]

Man since I been off in this music business shit has gotten crazy

I gotta be dealing wit devils bitches and bustas daily

All ah dem was screamin to take me on that long ride

Journey or mission, whatever you wanna call it

they tryin to get me Listen,

I'm hearing voices sayin Kill dem muthaphukkaz dead

Other voices saying be humble man and understand

I try to be level headed but it seems the devils winnin

try to do the right thing but I always end up sinnin

Pin Me

God wont forgive you when you pray and do the same shit

So I repent, and you can't even pay yo rent

If it ain't no dollars ain't no sense right now

But as I stop and think, a nigga got kids right now

And mine got ta eat

But they can't eat if daddy's dead or in jail

So, what would you do choose heaven or hell

If it's hell, you'd probly come up fast, and die

That's why {and i} I wonder why heaven

ain't the chance on my mind

[deep voice Krayzie]

Listen nigga, you plan on having thought of thangs

then fuck everybody else, think about yo self

Them muthaphukkaz never gave you shit

Fuck that nigga take that bitch

You smoke all the muthaphukkin reefa you give

Kill any muthaphukka you feel need to be killed

And the niggaz that used to run wit cha

they ain't cha friends them niggas is out ta get cha

And fuck this Ruthless bitch

them muthaphukkaz ain't paid you for shit

If I was you and you was me

then i'll bust in that office and take my profits

But nah, you muthaphukkaz tryin ta go to heaven

Be broke and ain't nobody bless you

What happen to the muthaphukkin nigga I know

The nigga that was lokking the let the guns smoke

You a mastermind you need to say fuck this rap shit

and put it in some crime {sometimes}

You money waitin nigga

Ya muthaphukkin money ways niggas

Don't let chu know you gotta fight these niggas]

You know you got damn right

Handle my pistol dawg cuz I den got hype

Finna be some muthaphukkaz dying tonight

the shit ain't right

Cuz I den stayed humble and kept it real wit chu hoes

[and muthaphukkaz try to play me still nigga I know]

Yeah muthaphukkaz is thinkin a nigga got soft

and I dropped my sawed off and I won't break em off

But chu know a nigga [show dem niggas]

hoe ass niggas [told dem niggas]

If I had to fake that is was on

(Stop hold up nigga wait don't go makin a mistake wit cho life)

[Man fuck this hoe shit niggas is bout ta ride]

But wait, what chu mean make a mistake

muthaphukkaz owe me

(But killing ain't the way ta get it please hear me)

Well how the fuck I'm pose to eat

[ain't no other way] (but it is)

[it ain't fuck that] How you feel it is [Oh shit]

(You got ta pray, they'll be a better day

I can bet there'll be a better way

but chu gotta keep ya faith don't let them demons take

Ya soul don't sell ya soul no

Remember what chu reap ya so, and if you try ta cheat he know)

[Fuck that save the world shit

don't listen to that garbage

don't chu know niggas gone die hell regardless

don't chu got a family nigga what about cho daughter]

(And that's just the reason you should trust in the

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord)

So what am I to do, go dance with the devil

or be true ta you know who get paid I make due

But the bad is lookin good

and the good is lookin bad

Shit you be the judge of that dat.

[Chorus: repeat until fade]

I Don't Know What lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Krayzie: x4]

This is how we do it, when we do it...

[Chorus]

Doesn't it feel good to see us makin money?

Feel good like everyday's sunny

Feel good see us takin off?

Doesn't it feel good to see us ball?

And they can't take it from us at all

And if you agree that we don't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"

[Verse 1: Krayzie]

Back at'cha, it's the thug with the most droppin more Thuggish Ruggish on ya

Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed it's fire for ya

Water, don't need none let it burn

Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em turn

Be concerned with these words I got

Whatever they sayin about the Line, we better kill 'em

'Cause I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm trippin

Really left niggaz behind to handle business

They don't understand I'm in it to win it

Thug out with a crowd full of criminals and killers

So pump your fists if ya feel it, hear me

We in it to keep it the realest

With my remige, Thugline team, coming to kill something

Close to 30 million sold and still thuggin, still strugglin

Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I tell them I don't know

Can't think no more excuses when niggaz don't show

We came up from poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Krayzie]

For The Love Of $, I keep it funky

Just thuggin back down in the ghetto

Sleep in the PJ's they let me so I love 'em back

By keepin it real, givin 'em shit that they can feel, like hustlin need more than a mil

Like how to make it on these streets and not be killed ‘fore you get grown

Let a nigga go on cuz he chose to live his life wrong

All I know is life is already short

And you can bring your non-exsistance closer if you want

Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, get'cha thug on (thug on)

Make you some cheese, get some weed and go get your buzz on

But must of all you gotta stay sucka-free, them bustas out ya mix

That go for anything you do and they go all to jail, I don't trip

I share a hater to the side, devil ass nigga

Always fuckin up my vibe, that's right now, nigga

You done meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface

And I don't think you wanna though, no!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Krayzie]

My nigga, cover your ears and fuck what you heard (heard)

'Cause it's about they bullshit they be talkin, why?

Niggaz in my business like they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot)

Run up, touch me, get burned, nigga

Said they saw me at the Source out on the floor, dropped (what?)

Chickenhead bitch from Miami said we was runnin when the war popped

Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga rollin with me

What shut you puff? My niggaz hold on the B

For most of them niggaz they want peace when we meet

Like we ain't be hearin what they be saying on the streets

So we gotta bring the heat

Speak if you want, but keep it to a mumble

Speak louder than a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha

Y'all Don't Know Me, ain't that what I told 'em?

Hope they knowin these pistols real's that we toat, jokin

Naw nigga, we for real in the field

Believe what you want, but you suckas know the deal

[Chorus]

Rollin' Up Some Mo' lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Thugline)

[Krayzie x3]

Rollin Up Some Mo'

[Chorus x2]

Allittle bit of refer's all I need (all I need)

With alittle big of Gin mixed with Hennessey (Hennessey)

Alittle bit lighter really sets the mood

Have you feelin like everthing is so damn cool

[Krayzie]

Hop in my Five-Double-O

Roll up my window asshole your lettin out all the smoke

You never wate a blow, motherfucka don't you know?

I'm a weedhead, P.O.D' ded stayin tweeded

It make me happy

Won't even sleep unless i'm beamin, fiendin

Which one of you niggaz gonna put some ends in?

Cuz i'm tellin y'all right now i'm smokin everything i'm spendin

Goin down, cop a quarter pound now we in here blowin it

Wait a minute where's the bowl at?

Young Dre done got me spoiled man

Done smoked two blunts, and now i'm feelin like I can fly

I get into zones of my own everytime I get high

And whenever it is, I think I see

I'm buzzin so it doesn't really matter to me

[LaReece]

I got issues nuttin but problems feels my green

My nigga wanna test me with the same old games

Got this chicken down in San Diego, and he trickin on my pesos

And he think that I don't know

And he got the gawl he fuckin two of my dawgz

Now they actin kinda funny when I call

So when i'm with my Thugs On Da Line

Tonight no lady like instead I grab a fifth of Hen

Take it to the head, c'mon

[Chorus x2]

[Asu]

Now, niggaz came late to get me Keith G pass me the Henny

Kray lookin like chimney i'll smoke whatever and any

Naw, i'm buggin my squad ain't druggin like that

Luggin the Mak, LeReece all nice with K-mont in the back

Blunts and stunts is what's rolled up

Once it's lit it's hit, and if you ask me why i'ma tall ya what, what ya want?

Smoke a blunt all jokes is front fuck beatin around the bush

Kick the (?) ya punks

[K-mont]

I mix Henny with Alize get drunk and talk slick

Nigga be sizin me up, you know I'm ready to flip

My niggaz stay smokin out, sippin Hen and Tengery

Nigga, we be havin hella fun like they do in the bay

It be the weekend gangsta that me causin the tention

You might catch me willin out, in the tough guy convention

But don't get it fucked up, because I'm all about my cheedar

It ain't easy being me, but nobody could do it better

[Chorus x2]

[Boss]

Everytime I'm rollin out with Krayzie we crazy, try not to get ciffed up

Fucked up sippin on that siz rup, pourin out that cup of stuff

Them jolly ranchees and enhancers, I mix it up like a chemist

Drop about 10 of 'em in it, then sip it slow til it's finished

Then it's that (??) little (?) is safe at home

Then get your brain broke, they boiler makers and they chain smoke

Boss ain't no fuckin rookiem put purple permethozine up on you ream

That's guaranteed to make you lean and keep you higher than girffe pussy

[Kieth G]

I ain't ate all day, but steadily gettin fucked up

Smokin this weed, waitin to get scooped up

It's the bum Keith G, carribus we on twists

We needed a fix, my nigga dip into the rent

We worry about that payback later we gonna smoke

And live for the meanwhile puffin with Juvenile, what?

I'm in the mood to speak my piece, pass the mic

I'm in the mood to drink some burb, we high tonight

[Chorus x2]

Everybody Wanna Be Thugs lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Chorus: x2]

Everybody wanna be thugs

They really don't cause if they lived my life they'd understand

Niggaz for they self, no love

And it ain't nothin better than a gun in hand

[Verse 1: Krayzie]

I'm lookin at all my niggaz on the corner still trying to come up on something

Like some paper, cash money

Two-double-o-zero, niggaz is desperate to make it

Battlin Satan, but the plate that he made us looks so tasty

Temptation over took my devils persuasion

Makin me chase the paper while trying to break 'em, I blaze 'em

Then I raise up, nigga that's the way thugs do it

See it don't say nothin just to find out we kinda stupid

In the streets we play for keeps

Niggaz ain't comin back for revenge or whatever, loc

We havin none of that, so scandalous

You better keep your protection

Cause the grass and the blunts ain't the only thing we wet up

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Krayzie]

See, I've been runnin from the po-po ever since I was 11

Nigga bellin, ain't tryin to get kept and slept in the cell, man

A lot like my daddy, but then again I'm like myself

Keep my nose in my business and worry about nobody else

Got a mind of my own aside from Bone

So nigga don't think that you can run up and test me when I'm alone

Cause I got the chrome

Talk mo' shit I'm still a street thug, but I make mo' hits (mo' hits)

Platinum packin magnum never leave the house without it

And if he bout it don't sing about it nigga bring up out that shit

Thugline, frontline

Nigga it ain't scared, we done time

Leatherface is on the rampage, murder mangler, strangler

What you came with it just ain't enough

To tame the thug, we aim to drain the blood from your skull

Rappin but we dangerous, dangerous

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 3: Krayzie]

Now to my youngsters with they guns

Out on the corner perfomin tryna to be soldiers

Just remember that I told ya, slow down, down, down

I know you wanna be a thug, and do what we done

But if it ain't inside your blood then this ain't the game that you tryin to

play

Just like one of my niggaz tried to hang, and he died in a day

Awww, shame, shame, shame

Bullet hit him in the brain

And he was a thug nigga, you get the picture?

Picture niggaz in a single file line

All crying, upset because their niggaz died, nobody know why

It's so many dying cause too many trying to shine

We all trying to swang on the same godamned vine

It's about that time for the thugs to unite

And let this motherfucka burn tonight (tonight, night)

If you a thug get up and join this thug nation (thug nation)

We got guns waitin (guns waitin)

Soon as the enemy run up, blaze 'em (blaze 'em)

[Chorus 'til fade]

Bloody Murder (Skit) lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Krayzie]

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum {throughout the whole song}

Bloody murder (yeah)

Watch out (yeah)

Nigga, killin all of y'all (yeah)

Cause that's what we about (yeah)

Bloody Murder... (yeah)

Watch out (yeah)

We be killin all of y'all (yeah)

Cause that's what we about (yeah)

You know before we leave from the scene, from the scene you'll bleed

Yes indeed, when I squeeze trigger freeze

Nigga these are the thugs

Kneight Ruduz Wuz Here lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Sin, LaReece, Kneight Riduz)

[Intro]

As the new world order takes us into the year 2000

The shadows of death over the sky causin total destruction

As we transform day into night, darkness falls down upon us

We rise from the fog uncomparable to any other form of life

Together we ride by night, unidentified, unseen, unknown

Yes we are the pirates

Our missin is to destroy enemies by any means necessary

And those who interfere with prosecution for execusion

Shall indeed be terminated any race be gone

For we are the Kneight Riduz

Killers of the night and first of our kind

[Chorus x2]

Can't you feels the temperature droppin gettin cold?

Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door

Is it magic? not it's murda they don't know that we're pirates

By night we get violent like fighters fightin

[Verse 1]

You're takin chances runnin around upon me

I got somethin waitin in a cage for you

Wipe that smile off your face when you see us ridin through

Killin 'em all (till everyone fall)

You get out of my way or you're subject to get killed without the clues

I thought people should continues bouncin

A war right now is not what you're really wantin

Pirates got the world on lockdown, we rule from the darkness

We come from beneath the ground, so who wants to party?

We got runnin up with slugs for everybody

Renovate the town in blood with a slaughter

What's the matter? you're not soundin so tough

Am I callin your bluff?

When them high tides come crashin ashes to ashes and dust to dust

We are the pirates, the pirates

Yes we are the pirates, pirates

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 1]

Wanna come fuck with me?

Me bloody matey got me back so check your tick-tock

How many minutes ya got before you drop? been shot

The smell of gun powder fills the air

(????) there you beg for mercy we don't care

Bloody bodies stacked up in a pile and set the fire

It's the pirates behind all this violence it's not the devil

It's rebellin with my shovel, with my victims lifeless

Tossed over my shoulder as I showed him to his hell-hole

Dead foes to the bottom

Us pirates be heartless my conscious was fuckin with me I shot him

And got 'em all believe me

We gonna (??) crazy and i'm silent until my other mode

We front the underland understand, understand?

We live to die so we fear no man not at all

Everytime we call stay outta the way and outta the dark

And just hope to god, that he'll just come and kill us all

We all gonna dies, it's the ways of life wildest new generation pirates

Us new generation pirates, pirates, us new generation pirates, pirates

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]

Up in my temple proceddin i'm waitin to taste your blood run throught my veins

And see you gasping out my name

You'll be sayin "psycho bitch, psycho, psycho, psycho"

See (??) is how I kill you

I have to fill my thirst so now I gots to kill you

We are all forgotten souls nightmare of every boy and girl

Kneight Riduh pirates the leaders of the underworld

I'm so happy, happy knowin my torture brought you pain

Play in my little game you hide i'll blow out your brain

Isn't that fun?

Whoever wants some you can hide but you can't run

I cut off your legs now beg, yes beg [laughing]

1-2 Riduz comin for you

3-4 you shoulda locked your door, let me in [laughing]

[Chorus x2]

Ready For Combat lyrics - Krayzie Bone

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum [Throughout the whole song]

I bring yo' Thugline (y'all)

Don't they want to see me fall (y'all)

But I never had then I'm just to wrong (y'all)

You used to have a lot of devil scene (y'all)

When I kept my soul, they see me disappear (y'all)

And now the cryin on the line is perfect time

Tryin' shinnin', keep my mind, ready for combat

Thug On Da Line lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Asu, K-Mont, Wish Bone, LaReece)

[Intro]

These niggaz don't know who the fuck they fuckin with man

On the real shit nigga, this is Thugline nigga

And I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed Off Leathaface

And I dedicate this shit to all them motherfuckas who used to be down

Wanna be down, but can't never be down

And that's simple because we ain't fuckin with no punk pussy ass nigga

You know them niggaz that always talk the real shit

But they can never walk the real shit

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 semen in this dick

Packin bisquit, once the bisquits is baked

It boils down to the risk us niggaz take

Try Asu and leave ya loable to get floored

And if you ain't fully insured you ain't just asleep, nigga snore

I got somethin it (all things)

You got some Henny nigga 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, nigga is still a thug

The company I keep be wantin me to heat fuck 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 bitch niggaz wasn't thugs until Bone screamed it

Recognize the wisdom fuck that nigga 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 nigga lines, stressin, conversation about dyin it's Thugline

That niggaz be askin who is he?

It's that nigga from Jerz, motherfucka it's K-Mizzy

[Krayzie]

Them motherfuckin thugs is in the place to be

Fuckin shit up it's T-H-U-G-L-I-N-E

Got niggaz in the club

Killas out for blood

Motherfuckas hit the floor when we lit shit up

Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, hope you ready

Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, we heated heavy [x2]

Do my thugs run this motherfucka (hell yeah!)

Do my killas run this motherfucka (hell yeah!) [x2]

[Verse 3: Wish]

Nigga, anyway you want

This is Thugline willin and ready to dump

Fuck 'em up, fuck 'em up

I got my Line right here, here

You can step and we can jump it off right here

Fuck y'all niggaz, fuck y'all niggaz

How many niggaz you roll with that you feel is real?

How many niggaz you roll that know you gonna kill, gangsta huh?

Fuckin 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 bitch stressin, holdin the guns

Dumpin on these trick niggaz for funds

Titties 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 bitch, Nina Ross bitch, know it cost bitch, floss bitch

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 nigga? I got somethin for niggaz

Quick to bust the fouth-fifth for more figures

Standin on the Frontiline with my fan bam, Thugline

Bloody 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 nigga come to my show and bring your bitch wit'cha

Two Thousand niggaz all screamin out loud "fuck the law"

And all y'all niggaz mean muggin me and my niggaz is my car

Partna don't get me started

Y'all niggaz ain't seen me get retarted in that mode I'm harmless

When her bare arms we far from harmless

This is the bomb shit so ring the alarm

Takin over the yard, nigga Thugline's in charge

On guard a new clique, and we got new shit

These niggaz ain't nobody you wanna fool with either, so be cool with it

Then niggaz 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 fuck the world

Tell 'em Krayzie said it, will I ever switch?

Get out the thug shit? nigga forget it

I'm real with these niggaz, I chill with these niggaz

I kill for these niggaz, cause these my niggaz...

[Outro]

That's right nigga, just do y'all niggaz know y'all fuckin with

The niggaz that's gone put the raw back in the game

Niggaz that's 100% pure thug-bred, thug nigga

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? (nigga, Thug On Da Line)

Wish Bone where you at? (what, Thug On Da Line)

LaReece where you at? (playa, Thug On Da Line)

You niggaz knowin where I'm at

Nigga, Thug On Da Line the Line, the Line yeah, yeah

That motherfuckin thug ass track you hear is my nigga Super Sako

We keep it thuggin

Can't Fuck With Us lyrics - Krayzie Bone (feat. Thugline)

[Intro:Krayzie]

Oh shit!

these niggas can't ready for this shit nigga, trust me!

Fuck that nigga, it's mothafuckin K in my Leathaface (uh-huh)

in this mothafucker, yeah (once again, it's on)

Represent that shit (don and dewel)

[Krayzie]

It's the niggas on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline

(K-mon, Krayzie Bone, Thugline, Two-Thousand)

It's the niggas on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline

(Everybody start takin these fake thugs about the game, yeah)

[Verse 1: Asu]

As the sky darking, automatics keep a sparking

Would you killed for the paper I'll be a full time hater

I just found myself to love ya a bitch ass niggas

When they come around when I sneeze tryin to play me and I squeeze

To pull to ya back - maybe one of your face

Riding nigga another dick is what I called disgrace

You can take it how you want it nigga you know who you are?

You know talent ass rapper plus you're far from the star

You just outta work acting nigga playing it row

But I'ma show you how I can do when my heart gets cold?

You can handle this right gentleman and battle with his

or we can take this to the street to get it some gangsta shit

Niggas loves companies to prepare for the riot

I'ma ride for the Thugline, the Fed no man forgot

I'ma continue to get money nigga I don't know 'bout you

But I'm straight out of the bricks, mothafucker I thought you knew

[Hook x2]

If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die

Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high

If we roll, take natch in sky on public

Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us

[Krayzie: Talking]

Yeah, it's Thugline baby

Real mothafuckers thugs back in this...

[Verse 2: Krayzie]

We got this mothafucka just tazz

and all these bustas like they stole some (stole some)

Two-thousand and mo' my money relation they change row some, nigga

and game away but I'm feeling alittle bigger, alittle cocky

It ain't breast broad shit - but a Twelve gauge

Nigga wanna get yo' Leatherface to get it inside of Gemini

Plus Mentalities got a few of 'em inside

so they can make 'em kill a nigga

Fuck you, if you ain't a Thugline - who gives a fuck about you?

They can run Leatherface

all of you niggas shit with lagging

It's stupid - past with this

Pick for talk and blast with this

And did it for nigga come back for something

Because I'ma mad at these weapons right HERE

And mamacita and gimme the heat, hot cocked and ready to burn

and got FIRE we spit FIRE

And where are my thugs at? Where the fuck are my thugs at?

Find of fake niggas duck us and who you put your gun at?

Thugs for life, this shit is in my Blood for life

And I'ma Bust Slugs for mine

[Hook x2]

If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die

Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high

If we roll, take natch in sky on public

Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us

[Verse 3: Young Dre]

Say now, is it nigga match fo' and mo'

Feeliated with the man ah! my nigga open do'

Something prove - fo' and mo', fisting charge

Take the torch - you ride with it

Real dough and ?? ninning, drop the top and side with it

Can't fuck with us - representin it real

Soldi' still coming for the hill, road is blood stay in dollar deal

For the goodness come and get killers in my red

Fed they fond - cause man I ask niggas used to crazy

Killers, Killers - ready to ride down to the high

We ballers, ballers - when that desper in yo' mind

Too much that you live for, when the bitch made niggas in yo' wig

or we fuck Ki' Poul - that's to be here to get it to the end

Say now, here where we sees in my clique the house dope

to close the shop is who we bitch - on the dick, get yo' mo' shit

Wannabe rappers plannin gangsta now - sash po's, hell lope

Most caminion 'round Hell No! you ever get fuck these hustlas

[Hook x5]

If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die

yes you know, fa sho place right high

If we roll, take natch in sky on public

Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us

[Krayzie: Talking]

F'real nigga, I don't wanna be fucked with the Thugline nigga

Off to the mothafuckin real nigga

Mothafuckin is too mothafuckin hard goin' on nigga

Straight from the god damn streets

Yeah, my mothafuckin nigga is in this mothafucker in Thugline, nigga

Rest in peace to all the niggas that fuck with me

and them niggas in mothafuckin Thugline nigga

Don't let us be the niggas you runnin' to yo' on god damn streets nigga

I'm just gon' tell you that

And fuck every mothafuckin body, crazy.. city.. bitch

You niggas don't see what kind of mothafuckin niggas be hears, right

Two-thousand nigga, Thugline sunshit down in this mothafucka

We don't give a fuck about ya

Runnin' mothafucka mouth in this shit bro' [Laughs]

And that's real nigga

Got us say what's up to them niggas who put this shit togetha

Y'knowwahtI'msayin', much love to them niggas

Samposted, Manhouse and Heatvisions in this mothafucka

Ehh, what's up to my mothafuckin Squad nigga, Thugline Records

Shut your ass down, like I told ya nigga, Fuck what ya heard?

This shit is real! [Repeats and fades]

Thug Mentality 1999

• Intro (Thug Invasion)
• Heated Heavy
• Paper
• The Messenger (Skit)
• Payback Iz A Bitch
• (Relay) Thugline
• Dummy Man
• Thugz All Ova Da World
• Street People
• Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz & Ganstaz
• Drama
• World War
• The War Iz On
• When I Die
• Thug Alwayz
• Thug Mentality
• Where My Thugz At
• Smokin Budda
• Knieght Rideuz (Here We Come)
• Try Me
• Theze Dayz
• Silent Warrior
• Shoot The Club Up
• Silence
• Won't Ez Up Tonight
• Sad Song (Skit)
• I Still Believe
• We Starvin'
• Smoke & Burn
• Power
• That's The Way
• Armageddon
• Murda Mo
• Revolution 

Intro (Thug Invasion) lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Krayzie Speaking to a crowd of soldiers:]

Fall In Line!!

Now, there comes a time when we got to stand up and fight for what

the fuck we want, and that time is now. Is my niggas with me? Yeah, and I say, we burn this muthafucker down. Suit up and strap up. Protect yourself for war. Now, all my niggas

rollin' with me, let me see you pull your muthafuckin' gun

out, and the niggas that's scared, this time is not for you to run out. Now, some of us will not be comin' back, and some will live on. But if you live nigga, you represent the real, and you

tell 'em, that we died strong. But for now, you gotta concentrate on the opponent. No mercy for the opponent because the opponent has showed you no mercy. So from this day on, you eat, you sleep, you piss, you drink war, until we have victory over those who oppose the muthafuckin' thug. Especially

police. Krayzie War...let's start the war. Wear your leather mask on your face if you're

ready to ride. Get your 12 gauge shotgun if you're ready to

ride. Shoot the muthafuckin' copper

down if you ready to ride.

Heated Heavy lyrics - Krayzie Bone

[Verse 1:]

Runnin' with thet AK-47 buckin heated heavy

bustin niggas in the belly, and follow with the 357,

and then the automatic tech'll get 'em

niggaz love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em

hit 'em and I really meant to split 'em

put these niggas on they ass like a overdose of penicillin

murder, nigga wanna pack a pistol wit' it

we got a coffin that'll fit you in it the bullets come wit' it

heard a nigga supposed to be on the stalk

so, now we takin caution when we walk

a lotta niggas could talk, they betta not be actin

nigga betta show me some affirmative action

cuz I'ma take it baby, mo' comin thru blastin

an innocent nigga you turn around and go back

cuz niggas that cross-fires, no lie

the motherfuckin' bullets fly by, be blinded

it's a helluva war so motherfucker bring it on bitch

hell yeah, we been ready for da longest

who you gonna caome wit'

yes, we said it, so nigga that die we got to be ready(ready)

got into the game just a little too deep

now motherfuckers on the creep, but i can't sleep

until my enemies rest in peace(rest in peace)

[Chorus:]

Runnin' wit' the AK-47 buckin heated heavy

Yeah, nigga love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em(repeat)

[Verse 2:]

Hey yeah, stacin my artillary shop

to the enemy we fuck up the cops

this shit'll kill 'em on the spot

throw 'em in the lake right over the rocks

and get the fuck away and don't get caught

ya betta hurry nigga, G-O for what ya N-O

so hoe come on, nigga wanna see if it's real, we got promos

stank 'em and tag 'em wit' the forty fo' magnum

get up inside 'em hit the spine, paralyze 'em

listen to the pistol when they whistle

spittin many missiles, splittin niggas to the gristle

hit 'em in the middle of the fo'head

is the motherfuckin hoe dead, oh yeah

reload it, M-11 9 millimeters in the front

pump, post up when we jump out and run

they in the trunk, i told you right in front my seat, i keep heat

you flamin up, the gat is right next to my feet

never know what i will pull out and shoot when I reach

and y'all ain't leavin the scene without bleedin

(stick it to 'em, nigga give it to 'em) however they want it

send it to us, send his role back, trust him.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

You don't wanna fuck wit' Thugline

now it's the end of the song

and I drunk the whole bottle

I been fuckin with the killa liquor

sippin hennessey and it got me the pen to see

the fuckin enemy that wanna put me deep

paranoia when I'm in the streets

bullet-proof, but they can get me underneath

or in the upper H-E-A-D

and I don't wanna be anotha casualty

so, I gotta be much quicker to release

screamin "Bloody murder!!"

makin motherfuckers eat the mauseberger

undertaker, nigga take 'em under to the wasteland

Leather-Face up in the place

ya betta pin that nigga Krayzie(Krayzie)

never mistake me for these lames that be fakin

playa-hatin, concentratin' , so we eliminatin

we erase 'em, erase 'em

yes, we erase, 'em erase 'em, erase 'em

yes, we erase 'em

[Outro:]

If you wanna get fucked up

Nigga wanna get bucked up

Jump, if you wanna get fucked up

Nigga wanna get fucked up

Jump if you wanna get fucked up

Nigga wanna get bucked up

Jump!!!!!

Paper lyrics - Krayzie Bone

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now

Everybody want some paper (I want some)

Thats why we fightin over Paper (I know you want some)

And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper

(I bet you would die, I bet you would die)

Shame shame

A fucked up game without the green

Mighty might dollar bill y'all, bill y'all

Have ya sinnin eventually in a coffin one day

But you came back to hustle 'cause niggas got bills to pay

Strugglin, strive

An try to stay alive

But in the meantime I'm gonna get mine

Everything will be fine when I can eat and get high

I may eat but I want to purchase some weed

And have a place to P.O.D. when I want to

But tryin to make the paper hate it on the world

I gotta keep my glock cocked

Niggas be plottin on me trying to hurt me

So I stop

But nigga whats up I'm in a hurry

No time for conversations with niggas just thinkin to murder me

But I pin them everytime (everytime)

Time after time

Just try trickin be deceased

No more your life

Friends, is usually your foes

You know you're just like evrybody I trust

Nobody, 'cause....

Everybody want some paper (I want some)

Thats why we fightin over Paper (I know you want some)

And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper

(I bet you would die, I bet you would die)

Money money money

Make your, make your cash flow

Money money money

Make your, make your cash flow

Money money money

Make your, make your cash flow

Money money money

Make your, make your cash flow

My niggas don't you think it's funny sometimes

That you could be so quick to do a crime

You can come up and get robbed and shot

But you got the same job

Treat your buisness

Sometime you get your wig split

But shit

For the chedder I guess we just be willin to risk it

This is a stick up

Give up the cash

And while the purse nigga dash

Turned around and put a bullet up in your ass

Desperate ass niggas don't play

Me and my niggas it ain't al day

And you can go to the grave for mear play

Niggas play dirty 'cause we're out here hungry

We just want a meal on the table

And a mil in the pocket

You die if you cannot pay for your life

Niggas is fightin

And thats why....

Big hundred dollar bills y'all

Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all

Big hundred dollar bills y'all

Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all

Big hundred dollar bills y'all

Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all

Big hundred dollar bills y'all

Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all

Would you kill, would you kill, would you kill

For them hundred dollar bills y'all

Would you kill, would you kill, would you kill

For them hundred dollar bills y'all

Everybody want some paper (I want some)

Thats why we fightin over Paper (I know you want some)

And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper

(I bet you would die, I bet you would die)

Better make your cash flow

Nigga better make your cash flow

Nigga make your money man

(Better hustle up and make your cash flow)

Fuck being poor