(Relay) Thugline Lyrics
| Song | (Relay) Thugline |
| Artist | Krayzie Bone |
| Album | Thug Mentality 1999 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bahar, Coes, Henderson, Lackey ... | |
| {dialing of phone} | |
| Krayzie | |
| Still thuggin' with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs | |
| (if y'all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline) | |
| Ain't a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed | |
| (if y'all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline) | |
| And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. count me down for your thing | |
| Relay | |
| Muthafuck you niggas hatin' on me, hatin' on me/ no-no, gotta grin but i pin | |
| Swolled eyes so fuck them crooked, crackin' | |
| Po-po's/ kick down doors on our goals, don't forget them bowls/ keep businesss | |
| To myself cuz it's best if no one knows | |
| I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either/ try to take my weed, i got | |
| More power than she-ra/ dirty-south diva | |
| I rise like mya/ my high is comin' down/ i smoke some more and i get higher/ la, | |
| La-la...they beat this weed and they set fire | |
| Ganja make me loose, cuz i'm live like a wire/ i never share attire, keep | |
| Passin' me them thangs/ just hit 'em with that heat to | |
| They mouth like some wangs/ straight out decator, gon' get some cheese and fuck | |
| The fame/ straight out decator, you got | |
| Drama? you know my name/ now close your eyes and listen to sleepy rhyme/ you got | |
| Five, i got 5/ let's go get a dime | |
| Relay | |
| A-t-l, i got to do somethin' to get my point heard/ i put my pen down and let | |
| The folks hear my words/ don't call me no | |
| Joker, don't call me no nerd cux i be goin' deeper than the others you heard/ | |
| Cuz this ain't in your head, bumpin' in your | |
| Head knockin'/ i keep the brothers jockin' even though they guns be knockin'/ | |
| Gonna block it, throw my hands up | |
| And we dip it up and brawl/ talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at | |
| All/ nigga in y'all drawers, i rise but my name's not mya | |
| And i's a tight female/ don't need smoke to get you higher/ i'm beggin' for | |
| Attention, well i beg to differ | |
| They nervous when i'm lurkin' and your body be stiffer/ i plot by myself, my | |
| Thoughts are dangerous | |
| You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us/ can't sit on my ass, | |
| When i know i must be heard | |
| My pen's been put down and now my mouth has been heard | |
| -refrain- | |
| So you can bring anything you want to/ we do, do this however, whenever you want | |
| To/ but we can act the fool | |
| If that's what you wan do cuz real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline | |
| Relay | |
| Yeah, little miss on passion stabbin', nabbin' niggas/ i know how to react and | |
| Be the one who peepin' out them playa haters in the back /and i'm attackin', | |
| Saggin'/ yes, and i'm relaxin' when i'm high/ krayzie bone and relay done hooked | |
| Up this shit | |
| Cuz my, my, my, relay is comin' round the corner/ better run for cover or you're | |
| Gonna be a goner/ i told you nigga, we doin' this shit to get richer quicker, | |
| Not pullin' triggers, hypnotizin' niggas like, rest in peace, notorious big, | |
| Nigga | |
| Relay | |
| Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, i would snappin' the | |
| Baddest when i rhyme/ and relay up to no good | |
| Fact, you should value this beat/ and in this rap game it seems ain't no other 4 | |
| Becuz we'll straight out bust out the scene | |
| Straight out decator where it's greater/ and it can't get no better, unless you | |
| Headed throu downtown/ the land to go make | |
| Some chedder/ in everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or | |
| Rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call | |
| We gon' snap, snap | |
| Relay | |
| We in the a-t-l, done hooked up/ this shit is buck, so nigga, what? krayzie | |
| Gotta bust, krayzie gotta bust, krayzie gotta | |
| Bust, krayzie gotta bust {repeated} | |
| Krayzie | |
| Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high/ that's my man, mister | |
| Sawed-off leatherface: the name | |
| Thug is what i claim/ stayin' away from all these lames and these playa hatas | |
| Steady inflictin' pressure on the brain | |
| But my mentality can't be faded, i play it so fuckin' smooth/ i got my mind just | |
| Like chess, i concentrate on every move | |
| And every rule that they wrote, we break 'em/ believe me, that's why so many | |
| Niggas fall off for flossin' and goin' against they boss, man/ too many chiefs | |
| Annoy me, uh/ so when i roll, i'm mostly solo and i know that fo-fo stay mighty | |
| Close | |
| Just touch on my door ho, you'll be greeted by heaters, millimeters, | |
| Pop-pop-pop-pop/ mo! thug mothership presents; | |
| Thugline niggas, bone thugs-n-harmony still live niggas/ and i got my troopers | |
| Suited and ready/ relay, up in this muthafucka | |
| Marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin/ bombin' on bitches/ people be sayin', and | |
| If you think we playin; run up and take your chance to die/ it's in your hands, | |
| Blow for blow/ we let these muthafuckers know/ they know whether they male or | |
| Female | |
| I don't roll with no ho | |
| -refrain- | |
| {phone dialtone} | |
| (operator) we're sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed, | |
| Please check the number and dial again, or call your operator to help you.. |
| zuo qu : Bahar, Coes, Henderson, Lackey ... | |
| dialing of phone | |
| Krayzie | |
| Still thuggin' with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs | |
| if y' all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline | |
| Ain' t a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed | |
| if y' all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline | |
| And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. count me down for your thing | |
| Relay | |
| Muthafuck you niggas hatin' on me, hatin' on me nono, gotta grin but i pin | |
| Swolled eyes so fuck them crooked, crackin' | |
| Popo' s kick down doors on our goals, don' t forget them bowls keep businesss | |
| To myself cuz it' s best if no one knows | |
| I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either try to take my weed, i got | |
| More power than shera dirtysouth diva | |
| I rise like mya my high is comin' down i smoke some more and i get higher la, | |
| Lala... they beat this weed and they set fire | |
| Ganja make me loose, cuz i' m live like a wire i never share attire, keep | |
| Passin' me them thangs just hit ' em with that heat to | |
| They mouth like some wangs straight out decator, gon' get some cheese and fuck | |
| The fame straight out decator, you got | |
| Drama? you know my name now close your eyes and listen to sleepy rhyme you got | |
| Five, i got 5 let' s go get a dime | |
| Relay | |
| Atl, i got to do somethin' to get my point heard i put my pen down and let | |
| The folks hear my words don' t call me no | |
| Joker, don' t call me no nerd cux i be goin' deeper than the others you heard | |
| Cuz this ain' t in your head, bumpin' in your | |
| Head knockin' i keep the brothers jockin' even though they guns be knockin' | |
| Gonna block it, throw my hands up | |
| And we dip it up and brawl talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at | |
| All nigga in y' all drawers, i rise but my name' s not mya | |
| And i' s a tight female don' t need smoke to get you higher i' m beggin' for | |
| Attention, well i beg to differ | |
| They nervous when i' m lurkin' and your body be stiffer i plot by myself, my | |
| Thoughts are dangerous | |
| You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us can' t sit on my ass, | |
| When i know i must be heard | |
| My pen' s been put down and now my mouth has been heard | |
| refrain | |
| So you can bring anything you want to we do, do this however, whenever you want | |
| To but we can act the fool | |
| If that' s what you wan do cuz real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline | |
| Relay | |
| Yeah, little miss on passion stabbin', nabbin' niggas i know how to react and | |
| Be the one who peepin' out them playa haters in the back and i' m attackin', | |
| Saggin' yes, and i' m relaxin' when i' m high krayzie bone and relay done hooked | |
| Up this shit | |
| Cuz my, my, my, relay is comin' round the corner better run for cover or you' re | |
| Gonna be a goner i told you nigga, we doin' this shit to get richer quicker, | |
| Not pullin' triggers, hypnotizin' niggas like, rest in peace, notorious big, | |
| Nigga | |
| Relay | |
| Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, i would snappin' the | |
| Baddest when i rhyme and relay up to no good | |
| Fact, you should value this beat and in this rap game it seems ain' t no other 4 | |
| Becuz we' ll straight out bust out the scene | |
| Straight out decator where it' s greater and it can' t get no better, unless you | |
| Headed throu downtown the land to go make | |
| Some chedder in everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or | |
| Rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call | |
| We gon' snap, snap | |
| Relay | |
| We in the atl, done hooked up this shit is buck, so nigga, what? krayzie | |
| Gotta bust, krayzie gotta bust, krayzie gotta | |
| Bust, krayzie gotta bust repeated | |
| Krayzie | |
| Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high that' s my man, mister | |
| Sawedoff leatherface: the name | |
| Thug is what i claim stayin' away from all these lames and these playa hatas | |
| Steady inflictin' pressure on the brain | |
| But my mentality can' t be faded, i play it so fuckin' smooth i got my mind just | |
| Like chess, i concentrate on every move | |
| And every rule that they wrote, we break ' em believe me, that' s why so many | |
| Niggas fall off for flossin' and goin' against they boss, man too many chiefs | |
| Annoy me, uh so when i roll, i' m mostly solo and i know that fofo stay mighty | |
| Close | |
| Just touch on my door ho, you' ll be greeted by heaters, millimeters, | |
| Poppoppoppop mo! thug mothership presents | |
| Thugline niggas, bone thugsnharmony still live niggas and i got my troopers | |
| Suited and ready relay, up in this muthafucka | |
| Marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin bombin' on bitches people be sayin', and | |
| If you think we playin run up and take your chance to die it' s in your hands, | |
| Blow for blow we let these muthafuckers know they know whether they male or | |
| Female | |
| I don' t roll with no ho | |
| refrain | |
| phone dialtone | |
| operator we' re sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed, | |
| Please check the number and dial again, or call your operator to help you.. |
| zuò qǔ : Bahar, Coes, Henderson, Lackey ... | |
| dialing of phone | |
| Krayzie | |
| Still thuggin' with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs | |
| if y' all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline | |
| Ain' t a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed | |
| if y' all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline | |
| And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. count me down for your thing | |
| Relay | |
| Muthafuck you niggas hatin' on me, hatin' on me nono, gotta grin but i pin | |
| Swolled eyes so fuck them crooked, crackin' | |
| Popo' s kick down doors on our goals, don' t forget them bowls keep businesss | |
| To myself cuz it' s best if no one knows | |
| I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either try to take my weed, i got | |
| More power than shera dirtysouth diva | |
| I rise like mya my high is comin' down i smoke some more and i get higher la, | |
| Lala... they beat this weed and they set fire | |
| Ganja make me loose, cuz i' m live like a wire i never share attire, keep | |
| Passin' me them thangs just hit ' em with that heat to | |
| They mouth like some wangs straight out decator, gon' get some cheese and fuck | |
| The fame straight out decator, you got | |
| Drama? you know my name now close your eyes and listen to sleepy rhyme you got | |
| Five, i got 5 let' s go get a dime | |
| Relay | |
| Atl, i got to do somethin' to get my point heard i put my pen down and let | |
| The folks hear my words don' t call me no | |
| Joker, don' t call me no nerd cux i be goin' deeper than the others you heard | |
| Cuz this ain' t in your head, bumpin' in your | |
| Head knockin' i keep the brothers jockin' even though they guns be knockin' | |
| Gonna block it, throw my hands up | |
| And we dip it up and brawl talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at | |
| All nigga in y' all drawers, i rise but my name' s not mya | |
| And i' s a tight female don' t need smoke to get you higher i' m beggin' for | |
| Attention, well i beg to differ | |
| They nervous when i' m lurkin' and your body be stiffer i plot by myself, my | |
| Thoughts are dangerous | |
| You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us can' t sit on my ass, | |
| When i know i must be heard | |
| My pen' s been put down and now my mouth has been heard | |
| refrain | |
| So you can bring anything you want to we do, do this however, whenever you want | |
| To but we can act the fool | |
| If that' s what you wan do cuz real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline | |
| Relay | |
| Yeah, little miss on passion stabbin', nabbin' niggas i know how to react and | |
| Be the one who peepin' out them playa haters in the back and i' m attackin', | |
| Saggin' yes, and i' m relaxin' when i' m high krayzie bone and relay done hooked | |
| Up this shit | |
| Cuz my, my, my, relay is comin' round the corner better run for cover or you' re | |
| Gonna be a goner i told you nigga, we doin' this shit to get richer quicker, | |
| Not pullin' triggers, hypnotizin' niggas like, rest in peace, notorious big, | |
| Nigga | |
| Relay | |
| Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, i would snappin' the | |
| Baddest when i rhyme and relay up to no good | |
| Fact, you should value this beat and in this rap game it seems ain' t no other 4 | |
| Becuz we' ll straight out bust out the scene | |
| Straight out decator where it' s greater and it can' t get no better, unless you | |
| Headed throu downtown the land to go make | |
| Some chedder in everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or | |
| Rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call | |
| We gon' snap, snap | |
| Relay | |
| We in the atl, done hooked up this shit is buck, so nigga, what? krayzie | |
| Gotta bust, krayzie gotta bust, krayzie gotta | |
| Bust, krayzie gotta bust repeated | |
| Krayzie | |
| Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high that' s my man, mister | |
| Sawedoff leatherface: the name | |
| Thug is what i claim stayin' away from all these lames and these playa hatas | |
| Steady inflictin' pressure on the brain | |
| But my mentality can' t be faded, i play it so fuckin' smooth i got my mind just | |
| Like chess, i concentrate on every move | |
| And every rule that they wrote, we break ' em believe me, that' s why so many | |
| Niggas fall off for flossin' and goin' against they boss, man too many chiefs | |
| Annoy me, uh so when i roll, i' m mostly solo and i know that fofo stay mighty | |
| Close | |
| Just touch on my door ho, you' ll be greeted by heaters, millimeters, | |
| Poppoppoppop mo! thug mothership presents | |
| Thugline niggas, bone thugsnharmony still live niggas and i got my troopers | |
| Suited and ready relay, up in this muthafucka | |
| Marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin bombin' on bitches people be sayin', and | |
| If you think we playin run up and take your chance to die it' s in your hands, | |
| Blow for blow we let these muthafuckers know they know whether they male or | |
| Female | |
| I don' t roll with no ho | |
| refrain | |
| phone dialtone | |
| operator we' re sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed, | |
| Please check the number and dial again, or call your operator to help you.. |
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