Thug Alwayz Lyrics
| Song | Thug Alwayz |
| Artist | Krayzie Bone |
| Album | Thug Mentality 1999 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bradford, Henderson, Howse ... | |
| Krayzie bone featuring bone thugs-n-harmony：thug mentality 1999 | |
| Krayzie： | |
| It's 1999. guess what? the muthafuckin' real thugs is in this muthafucka. | |
| Oh, shit! | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Always, always . . . what am i? what am i? a thug always, -ways, -ways. uh-huh, | |
| Uh-huh. krayzie: niggas look out. we in the muthafucka house. we in here now. | |
| It's goin' down, steppin' through the crowd, sippin' on hen, and we get wild. | |
| Niggas lookin' foul. if he even move and step like he hatin'--knock 'em out. and | |
| Then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and drag 'em out onto the dance | |
| Floor. tell 'em what it stand for: now when they came they had they pants on--we | |
| Beat bitches up out their britches to show 'em how to tear up a club when they | |
| Be fuckin' with the thugs. nigga, we come to party, but i'll fuck up somebody, | |
| But y'all ain't feelin' me, is y'all 'til one of these bullets split y'all, hit | |
| Y'all? if y'all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags, then you should meet | |
| Us, see how fast we slash your ass. you wanna rumble? i'm sick of bein' humble, | |
| Give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. sawed-off, slim, it don't | |
| Matter. i got somethin' for him and him, and then them niggas that you bring | |
| Back thinkin' you can win. fuck your friends. everybody talk that shit, nigga. | |
| Oh, yeah i know it. but who gon' show it, and who the ho is? i bet 'em a million | |
| Bucks it's not us. yeah, we might not get everybody. somebody gon' get fucked | |
| [fucked], fucked [fucked] up. | |
| Flesh-n-bone: | |
| You wanna come test me now? come, i say, come now challenge me, the realer, can | |
| Handle my business. i'm gonna finish, i gotta end this, i'm a diminish thee. | |
| Come, follow my profits seeking gifts. it ain't no stoppin' me. i gotta clock | |
| Cheese. t-h-u-g. pop niggas, they d-e-a-d. bet i'm thug, don't test me block, | |
| Trust my dogs. hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam. there's | |
| Five trues of mine. what am i? a thug always. remember the way they play back in | |
| The day? hit 'em with ak, you're made to hate me, baby. whoo! we comin' to | |
| Really make y'all feel us. remember that nigga, eazy-e, labelled me and my trues | |
| Black nigga killas. nigga, the realer gravedigger, brew-swiggin', lovin' bud, | |
| And if you think you can hang, then come up with a thug. and i don't give a fuck | |
| If you a crip or you a blood, but when you see a thug, you better show some | |
| Love. | |
| Layzie bone: | |
| Gotdamn, it feel good to be a thugsta--gettin' high, smokin' weed all day. ain't | |
| Got to listen to no bitches and i'm disrespectin' laws, just doin' it the bone | |
| Thug way. yeah, nigga, you got to be crazy, fuckin' with layzie, and all these | |
| Mo thug killas. we them ex-dopedealers and natural born cap-pealers. feel us, | |
| Nigga, if you want. ain't nothin' but a high caffiene hit. we kickin' that raw | |
| Shit. fuck the law, shit, been screamin' it for years. ain't no fear in my | |
| Heart, thanks to the lord up above. and i got a grudge against the people that | |
| Judge, give 'em no mercy, no love. let me see you shoot that muthafucka, shoot | |
| That nigga. ride up, slip the clip in, any trippin', niggas spit that fire. we | |
| Don't need no water, let this muthafucka burn, baby, and i know they hate me, | |
| Say lately, layzie actin' shady. hey, it's the #1 assassin [that's me], they | |
| Just can't understand. i fear no man, put it on my #1 grave, 'cause i'm a | |
| Stand-up true thugsta in a league of my own. the city of thieves is my home, and | |
| I don't trust nann nigga. my mentality is thug, runnin' the streets sellin' | |
| Drugs, off this nigga gettin' buzzed, packin' heat off in the club. nigga, what? | |
| Nigga, what? they sayin' that bone was split up. niggas is jealous, tellin' | |
| Rumors and lies, can eat a dick up, nigga. | |
| Wish bone: | |
| Nigga, stay real. thugs get high. while you call yourself a thug, that's how i | |
| Feel inside. and we don't wanna hurt nobody, -body, but your fuckin' with us, | |
| And we shootin' up the party. even if we're solo on some of that bone shit we | |
| Sayin', now you can bring it on, because we ready, we ready. fuckin' with us is | |
| Like fuckin' with no condom. that's dumb, better play with yourself. nigga, i | |
| Ain't the one. ain't a thang changed: niggas still the same--made a little | |
| Change, sendin' bullets to brain, fuck around, man. nine millimeter, come and | |
| Get some, get some. shoot 'em with them hollows, 'cause you know he's got his | |
| Vest on. and you didn't want it to come to this, did you? fuckin' with them | |
| Thugs: them niggas roll through. if you really want some, run [krayzie: you | |
| Better run], fuckin' with thug niggas--run, run. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Yeah, and nigga, come on. we ready for combat, but y'all ain't ready. carry a | |
| Deadly machete, shred 'em and stretched, now they human spaghetti, steady smooth | |
| And very eager to bury enemies. if it be necessary, then nigga wet 'em, and | |
| Better go get 'em. we pickin' 'em off with the heater 9-millimeter shit to sweep | |
| The streets, make niggas retreat. that's heat. now, i repeat: if you want some, | |
| Nigga come and get it, 'cause we still five, live, and vicious. don't get it | |
| Twisted, muthafucka. run up on it whenever ya wanna get down and dirty. still | |
| Stand in the land with the slugs in gun in my hand. krayzie, layzie, bizzy,wish, | |
| And flesh put it down to the north, south, east, and west. from back in the day, | |
| We claimin' the thuggish ruggish--no need to change it. now everybody a thug. if | |
| You real, throw it up, but if it's fake, kill 'em and put 'em in with the rest | |
| Of them phonies. fuck 'em, and yes, it's like that. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Always, always . . . what am i? what am i? | |
| A thug always, -ways, -ways. | |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh. |
| zuo qu : Bradford, Henderson, Howse ... | |
| Krayzie bone featuring bone thugsnharmony: thug mentality 1999 | |
| Krayzie: | |
| It' s 1999. guess what? the muthafuckin' real thugs is in this muthafucka. | |
| Oh, shit! | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Always, always . . . what am i? what am i? a thug always, ways, ways. uhhuh, | |
| Uhhuh. krayzie: niggas look out. we in the muthafucka house. we in here now. | |
| It' s goin' down, steppin' through the crowd, sippin' on hen, and we get wild. | |
| Niggas lookin' foul. if he even move and step like he hatin' knock ' em out. and | |
| Then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and drag ' em out onto the dance | |
| Floor. tell ' em what it stand for: now when they came they had they pants onwe | |
| Beat bitches up out their britches to show ' em how to tear up a club when they | |
| Be fuckin' with the thugs. nigga, we come to party, but i' ll fuck up somebody, | |
| But y' all ain' t feelin' me, is y' all ' til one of these bullets split y' all, hit | |
| Y' all? if y' all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags, then you should meet | |
| Us, see how fast we slash your ass. you wanna rumble? i' m sick of bein' humble, | |
| Give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. sawedoff, slim, it don' t | |
| Matter. i got somethin' for him and him, and then them niggas that you bring | |
| Back thinkin' you can win. fuck your friends. everybody talk that shit, nigga. | |
| Oh, yeah i know it. but who gon' show it, and who the ho is? i bet ' em a million | |
| Bucks it' s not us. yeah, we might not get everybody. somebody gon' get fucked | |
| fucked, fucked fucked up. | |
| Fleshnbone: | |
| You wanna come test me now? come, i say, come now challenge me, the realer, can | |
| Handle my business. i' m gonna finish, i gotta end this, i' m a diminish thee. | |
| Come, follow my profits seeking gifts. it ain' t no stoppin' me. i gotta clock | |
| Cheese. thug. pop niggas, they dead. bet i' m thug, don' t test me block, | |
| Trust my dogs. hit ' em up with a left, right, spot ' em with the beam. there' s | |
| Five trues of mine. what am i? a thug always. remember the way they play back in | |
| The day? hit ' em with ak, you' re made to hate me, baby. whoo! we comin' to | |
| Really make y' all feel us. remember that nigga, eazye, labelled me and my trues | |
| Black nigga killas. nigga, the realer gravedigger, brewswiggin', lovin' bud, | |
| And if you think you can hang, then come up with a thug. and i don' t give a fuck | |
| If you a crip or you a blood, but when you see a thug, you better show some | |
| Love. | |
| Layzie bone: | |
| Gotdamn, it feel good to be a thugstagettin' high, smokin' weed all day. ain' t | |
| Got to listen to no bitches and i' m disrespectin' laws, just doin' it the bone | |
| Thug way. yeah, nigga, you got to be crazy, fuckin' with layzie, and all these | |
| Mo thug killas. we them exdopedealers and natural born cappealers. feel us, | |
| Nigga, if you want. ain' t nothin' but a high caffiene hit. we kickin' that raw | |
| Shit. fuck the law, shit, been screamin' it for years. ain' t no fear in my | |
| Heart, thanks to the lord up above. and i got a grudge against the people that | |
| Judge, give ' em no mercy, no love. let me see you shoot that muthafucka, shoot | |
| That nigga. ride up, slip the clip in, any trippin', niggas spit that fire. we | |
| Don' t need no water, let this muthafucka burn, baby, and i know they hate me, | |
| Say lately, layzie actin' shady. hey, it' s the 1 assassin that' s me, they | |
| Just can' t understand. i fear no man, put it on my 1 grave, ' cause i' m a | |
| Standup true thugsta in a league of my own. the city of thieves is my home, and | |
| I don' t trust nann nigga. my mentality is thug, runnin' the streets sellin' | |
| Drugs, off this nigga gettin' buzzed, packin' heat off in the club. nigga, what? | |
| Nigga, what? they sayin' that bone was split up. niggas is jealous, tellin' | |
| Rumors and lies, can eat a dick up, nigga. | |
| Wish bone: | |
| Nigga, stay real. thugs get high. while you call yourself a thug, that' s how i | |
| Feel inside. and we don' t wanna hurt nobody, body, but your fuckin' with us, | |
| And we shootin' up the party. even if we' re solo on some of that bone shit we | |
| Sayin', now you can bring it on, because we ready, we ready. fuckin' with us is | |
| Like fuckin' with no condom. that' s dumb, better play with yourself. nigga, i | |
| Ain' t the one. ain' t a thang changed: niggas still the samemade a little | |
| Change, sendin' bullets to brain, fuck around, man. nine millimeter, come and | |
| Get some, get some. shoot ' em with them hollows, ' cause you know he' s got his | |
| Vest on. and you didn' t want it to come to this, did you? fuckin' with them | |
| Thugs: them niggas roll through. if you really want some, run krayzie: you | |
| Better run, fuckin' with thug niggasrun, run. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Yeah, and nigga, come on. we ready for combat, but y' all ain' t ready. carry a | |
| Deadly machete, shred ' em and stretched, now they human spaghetti, steady smooth | |
| And very eager to bury enemies. if it be necessary, then nigga wet ' em, and | |
| Better go get ' em. we pickin' ' em off with the heater 9millimeter shit to sweep | |
| The streets, make niggas retreat. that' s heat. now, i repeat: if you want some, | |
| Nigga come and get it, ' cause we still five, live, and vicious. don' t get it | |
| Twisted, muthafucka. run up on it whenever ya wanna get down and dirty. still | |
| Stand in the land with the slugs in gun in my hand. krayzie, layzie, bizzy, wish, | |
| And flesh put it down to the north, south, east, and west. from back in the day, | |
| We claimin' the thuggish ruggishno need to change it. now everybody a thug. if | |
| You real, throw it up, but if it' s fake, kill ' em and put ' em in with the rest | |
| Of them phonies. fuck ' em, and yes, it' s like that. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Always, always . . . what am i? what am i? | |
| A thug always, ways, ways. | |
| Uhhuh, uhhuh. |
| zuò qǔ : Bradford, Henderson, Howse ... | |
| Krayzie bone featuring bone thugsnharmony: thug mentality 1999 | |
| Krayzie: | |
| It' s 1999. guess what? the muthafuckin' real thugs is in this muthafucka. | |
| Oh, shit! | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Always, always . . . what am i? what am i? a thug always, ways, ways. uhhuh, | |
| Uhhuh. krayzie: niggas look out. we in the muthafucka house. we in here now. | |
| It' s goin' down, steppin' through the crowd, sippin' on hen, and we get wild. | |
| Niggas lookin' foul. if he even move and step like he hatin' knock ' em out. and | |
| Then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and drag ' em out onto the dance | |
| Floor. tell ' em what it stand for: now when they came they had they pants onwe | |
| Beat bitches up out their britches to show ' em how to tear up a club when they | |
| Be fuckin' with the thugs. nigga, we come to party, but i' ll fuck up somebody, | |
| But y' all ain' t feelin' me, is y' all ' til one of these bullets split y' all, hit | |
| Y' all? if y' all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags, then you should meet | |
| Us, see how fast we slash your ass. you wanna rumble? i' m sick of bein' humble, | |
| Give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. sawedoff, slim, it don' t | |
| Matter. i got somethin' for him and him, and then them niggas that you bring | |
| Back thinkin' you can win. fuck your friends. everybody talk that shit, nigga. | |
| Oh, yeah i know it. but who gon' show it, and who the ho is? i bet ' em a million | |
| Bucks it' s not us. yeah, we might not get everybody. somebody gon' get fucked | |
| fucked, fucked fucked up. | |
| Fleshnbone: | |
| You wanna come test me now? come, i say, come now challenge me, the realer, can | |
| Handle my business. i' m gonna finish, i gotta end this, i' m a diminish thee. | |
| Come, follow my profits seeking gifts. it ain' t no stoppin' me. i gotta clock | |
| Cheese. thug. pop niggas, they dead. bet i' m thug, don' t test me block, | |
| Trust my dogs. hit ' em up with a left, right, spot ' em with the beam. there' s | |
| Five trues of mine. what am i? a thug always. remember the way they play back in | |
| The day? hit ' em with ak, you' re made to hate me, baby. whoo! we comin' to | |
| Really make y' all feel us. remember that nigga, eazye, labelled me and my trues | |
| Black nigga killas. nigga, the realer gravedigger, brewswiggin', lovin' bud, | |
| And if you think you can hang, then come up with a thug. and i don' t give a fuck | |
| If you a crip or you a blood, but when you see a thug, you better show some | |
| Love. | |
| Layzie bone: | |
| Gotdamn, it feel good to be a thugstagettin' high, smokin' weed all day. ain' t | |
| Got to listen to no bitches and i' m disrespectin' laws, just doin' it the bone | |
| Thug way. yeah, nigga, you got to be crazy, fuckin' with layzie, and all these | |
| Mo thug killas. we them exdopedealers and natural born cappealers. feel us, | |
| Nigga, if you want. ain' t nothin' but a high caffiene hit. we kickin' that raw | |
| Shit. fuck the law, shit, been screamin' it for years. ain' t no fear in my | |
| Heart, thanks to the lord up above. and i got a grudge against the people that | |
| Judge, give ' em no mercy, no love. let me see you shoot that muthafucka, shoot | |
| That nigga. ride up, slip the clip in, any trippin', niggas spit that fire. we | |
| Don' t need no water, let this muthafucka burn, baby, and i know they hate me, | |
| Say lately, layzie actin' shady. hey, it' s the 1 assassin that' s me, they | |
| Just can' t understand. i fear no man, put it on my 1 grave, ' cause i' m a | |
| Standup true thugsta in a league of my own. the city of thieves is my home, and | |
| I don' t trust nann nigga. my mentality is thug, runnin' the streets sellin' | |
| Drugs, off this nigga gettin' buzzed, packin' heat off in the club. nigga, what? | |
| Nigga, what? they sayin' that bone was split up. niggas is jealous, tellin' | |
| Rumors and lies, can eat a dick up, nigga. | |
| Wish bone: | |
| Nigga, stay real. thugs get high. while you call yourself a thug, that' s how i | |
| Feel inside. and we don' t wanna hurt nobody, body, but your fuckin' with us, | |
| And we shootin' up the party. even if we' re solo on some of that bone shit we | |
| Sayin', now you can bring it on, because we ready, we ready. fuckin' with us is | |
| Like fuckin' with no condom. that' s dumb, better play with yourself. nigga, i | |
| Ain' t the one. ain' t a thang changed: niggas still the samemade a little | |
| Change, sendin' bullets to brain, fuck around, man. nine millimeter, come and | |
| Get some, get some. shoot ' em with them hollows, ' cause you know he' s got his | |
| Vest on. and you didn' t want it to come to this, did you? fuckin' with them | |
| Thugs: them niggas roll through. if you really want some, run krayzie: you | |
| Better run, fuckin' with thug niggasrun, run. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Yeah, and nigga, come on. we ready for combat, but y' all ain' t ready. carry a | |
| Deadly machete, shred ' em and stretched, now they human spaghetti, steady smooth | |
| And very eager to bury enemies. if it be necessary, then nigga wet ' em, and | |
| Better go get ' em. we pickin' ' em off with the heater 9millimeter shit to sweep | |
| The streets, make niggas retreat. that' s heat. now, i repeat: if you want some, | |
| Nigga come and get it, ' cause we still five, live, and vicious. don' t get it | |
| Twisted, muthafucka. run up on it whenever ya wanna get down and dirty. still | |
| Stand in the land with the slugs in gun in my hand. krayzie, layzie, bizzy, wish, | |
| And flesh put it down to the north, south, east, and west. from back in the day, | |
| We claimin' the thuggish ruggishno need to change it. now everybody a thug. if | |
| You real, throw it up, but if it' s fake, kill ' em and put ' em in with the rest | |
| Of them phonies. fuck ' em, and yes, it' s like that. | |
| Krayzie: | |
| Always, always . . . what am i? what am i? | |
| A thug always, ways, ways. | |
| Uhhuh, uhhuh. |
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