Krayzie Bone - A Thugga' Level Lyrics

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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 muscle 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

Y'all niggaz always testing

Gonna make me pull this Wesson

If money ain't the answer rephrase the question dawg

Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is runnin' up in your town

With an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols

Y'all mad we the real number oners

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

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

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

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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 your shit'll be fucked

And I ain't even popped the goddamn 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

Every time goddamn we live

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

Matter of fact motherfucka who paid y'all?

You runnin' up on them niggaz you know gonna bust back?

Take no more shorts fuck that

Pistol control we roll streets so they 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 artillery

Bust at them bastards

Me and Boss steady breakin' it off in they asses

Wanna see me get glasses

'Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past us

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

Fuckin' wit them thugs the thugs the thugs nigga the thugs what?

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

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

Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta

We're gun-toters blunt smokers

Big bank folders and high rollers

Quick to burn off into toaster

For fun this bitch judges wanna pose 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

You motherfuckas fin' to feel it?

Thugline put it down keepin' it the real it

And I ain't really trippin' off these niggaz

They say they gonna get me yet they miss me

'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

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

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

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