Thug Luv See (2Pac) Lyrics
| Song | Thug Luv See (2Pac) |
| Artist | Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
| Album | The collection Vol. 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| ************* we doin this *************t from cleveland to la | |
| ************* whatever you *************s want we bringing it | |
| Thug luv ************* what time is it yo | |
| I don't give a ************* where you lay at | |
| It's time to slay these ************* made *************s | |
| [bizzy-overlapping pac] | |
| Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us | |
| Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv | |
| [2pac] | |
| They ain't even knowing what type of *************s we is | |
| Where my thugs at bone thugs-n-harmony | |
| I know you *************s been waiting for this *************t for a long time | |
| Well here it is ************* here it is what you gone do with it | |
| [bizzy] | |
| Well i must be close to the armageddon lord you know | |
| That i won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought | |
| And am i stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all | |
| We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto | |
| I want settle get on my level they can't | |
| Stop me or drop me ************* they got me ************* naw | |
| Little pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all | |
| I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it | |
| Cause they're cornered and i want 'em to jump up | |
| I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down | |
| So quick to test bullet yes declare war | |
| Roll and i'll blow when i get the gun for the murder mo' horror | |
| For what the did it all pause for the cause and i | |
| Fin to pull a nine or pistol little ************* wit mine ************* dem *************s it's on | |
| All y'all fall bizzy gettin ******* test me bless the floor | |
| In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord | |
| Looking at death with the last of my breath | |
| Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps | |
| Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets | |
| Deep in the leaves i'm alone ************* believe | |
| That i can see it if needed an if you really want me in | |
| Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland | |
| [2pac] | |
| Hahaha what's poppin ************* | |
| Put your mother******g hand on your strap ************* | |
| Thug luv ************* we can do this like punks | |
| And punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out | |
| Pull your strap on me ************* and you better kill be thug life baby | |
| I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts | |
| Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap | |
| Praying to father please forgive me police be ru*************ng when they see me | |
| I flaunted america's most wanted live on tv life | |
| Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name | |
| We all gone die we bleed through similar veins | |
| You'se explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst | |
| Heard the last jam ************* this ones worse | |
| My ************* bone held the chrome till i came home | |
| Thug luv playas tell these ************* ass *************s bring it on | |
| I caught a plane out to cleveland late last evening | |
| To help my *************s clean up some *************s no longer breathing now | |
| Who you believe in hit the ****** and breathe it's a | |
| Cold ass the world them *************s kill you in your sleep | |
| Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me | |
| I got thug luv for my nationwide posse feel me | |
| [layzie] | |
| Little thug from the land ************* never ran | |
| Mother*******s out to get me they don't understand | |
| It's the #1 ************* out with a nation of *************s | |
| Down to put in some work do some dirt | |
| ****** round with the band bone thugs n harmony | |
| Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma | |
| Everything i do it seem to cause drama | |
| Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya | |
| So quick to test us ************* wanna crash me eat dust | |
| For the love of the lust *************s bustin on us | |
| Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the art of war | |
| Putting *************s on the floor | |
| When i'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror | |
| Causing much to the ************* that dared us | |
| Trying to put a twist in this thugsta | |
| Era paired up with a ************* like pac | |
| And a ************* like me gotta stay high | |
| Thug luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky | |
| But i'm still in the hood smoke and fry | |
| So i beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery | |
| Bless my *************s in penitentiaries soldiers of the century | |
| [krayzie] | |
| Here to get it told my *************s to get the hell down | |
| Down with the dirt and we don't ************* around | |
| Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground | |
| And don't get caught up in the crossfire ************* | |
| Artillery thick and you don't want to get to ****** with this | |
| I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend | |
| I reload buck a little more flee the scene | |
| 'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for | |
| They don't know a mother******* with a leatherface hey | |
| Man she said i ran this way said i ran that way | |
| You hoes'll never know because i got away yeah | |
| A criminal mind a ************* on the level sometimes | |
| So get high and *************yze your crime | |
| Directly organized with results you'll be surprised | |
| [wish] | |
| Oh ************* can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating *************s you gots to die | |
| It's over wit bone better leave it alone mo thug i'm cracking ****** domes | |
| Still in the hood where the thugs play ****** wit nothin but thugs man | |
| Ain't taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way | |
| Give it to 'em on another level ************* | |
| Get a shovel you can dig a hole ******* is dead | |
| Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red | |
| ************* with mine will be see in the moonlight | |
| Cause we out ridin looking for you | |
| Better run for cover ************* duck we about to bust | |
| Straight got the infrared put it on his forehead make some moves | |
| Send flowers straight to his home | |
| Put a card in the mother******* send it to his mama | |
| Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone | |
| [bizzy] | |
| Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us | |
| Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv |
| we doin this t from cleveland to la | |
| whatever you s want we bringing it | |
| Thug luv what time is it yo | |
| I don' t give a where you lay at | |
| It' s time to slay these made s | |
| bizzyoverlapping pac | |
| Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us | |
| Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv | |
| [2pac] | |
| They ain' t even knowing what type of s we is | |
| Where my thugs at bone thugsnharmony | |
| I know you s been waiting for this t for a long time | |
| Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it | |
| bizzy | |
| Well i must be close to the armageddon lord you know | |
| That i won' t fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought | |
| And am i stressing it softly get ' em up off me cause all | |
| We wanted was harmony been bombing ' em yell up outta my ghetto | |
| I want settle get on my level they can' t | |
| Stop me or drop me they got me naw | |
| Little pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y' all | |
| I' ll talk about ' em and you don' t really want it | |
| Cause they' re cornered and i want ' em to jump up | |
| I' d rather say that we came to shut ' em all down | |
| So quick to test bullet yes declare war | |
| Roll and i' ll blow when i get the gun for the murder mo' horror | |
| For what the did it all pause for the cause and i | |
| Fin to pull a nine or pistol little wit mine dem s it' s on | |
| All y' all fall bizzy gettin test me bless the floor | |
| In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord | |
| Looking at death with the last of my breath | |
| Follow follow my kids but don' t sin in my steps | |
| Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets | |
| Deep in the leaves i' m alone believe | |
| That i can see it if needed an if you really want me in | |
| Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland | |
| [2pac] | |
| Hahaha what' s poppin | |
| Put your mother g hand on your strap | |
| Thug luv we can do this like punks | |
| And punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out | |
| Pull your strap on me and you better kill be thug life baby | |
| I' ll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts | |
| Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap | |
| Praying to father please forgive me police be ru ng when they see me | |
| I flaunted america' s most wanted live on tv life | |
| Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name | |
| We all gone die we bleed through similar veins | |
| You' se explain to me now don' t panic when my gun burst | |
| Heard the last jam this ones worse | |
| My bone held the chrome till i came home | |
| Thug luv playas tell these ass s bring it on | |
| I caught a plane out to cleveland late last evening | |
| To help my s clean up some s no longer breathing now | |
| Who you believe in hit the and breathe it' s a | |
| Cold ass the world them s kill you in your sleep | |
| Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me | |
| I got thug luv for my nationwide posse feel me | |
| layzie | |
| Little thug from the land never ran | |
| Mother s out to get me they don' t understand | |
| It' s the 1 out with a nation of s | |
| Down to put in some work do some dirt | |
| round with the band bone thugs n harmony | |
| Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma | |
| Everything i do it seem to cause drama | |
| Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya | |
| So quick to test us wanna crash me eat dust | |
| For the love of the lust s bustin on us | |
| Hit ' em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it' s the art of war | |
| Putting s on the floor | |
| When i' m comin through the door bringin nothin but terror | |
| Causing much to the that dared us | |
| Trying to put a twist in this thugsta | |
| Era paired up with a like pac | |
| And a like me gotta stay high | |
| Thug luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky | |
| But i' m still in the hood smoke and fry | |
| So i beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery | |
| Bless my s in penitentiaries soldiers of the century | |
| krayzie | |
| Here to get it told my s to get the hell down | |
| Down with the dirt and we don' t around | |
| Buck a couple of rounds and if you' re passing through then hit the ground | |
| And don' t get caught up in the crossfire | |
| Artillery thick and you don' t want to get to with this | |
| I' m straight devil devil not a punk and pretend | |
| I reload buck a little more flee the scene | |
| ' fore the popo even know what you lookin for | |
| They don' t know a mother with a leatherface hey | |
| Man she said i ran this way said i ran that way | |
| You hoes' ll never know because i got away yeah | |
| A criminal mind a on the level sometimes | |
| So get high and yze your crime | |
| Directly organized with results you' ll be surprised | |
| wish | |
| Oh can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating s you gots to die | |
| It' s over wit bone better leave it alone mo thug i' m cracking domes | |
| Still in the hood where the thugs play wit nothin but thugs man | |
| Ain' t taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way | |
| Give it to ' em on another level | |
| Get a shovel you can dig a hole is dead | |
| Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red | |
| with mine will be see in the moonlight | |
| Cause we out ridin looking for you | |
| Better run for cover duck we about to bust | |
| Straight got the infrared put it on his forehead make some moves | |
| Send flowers straight to his home | |
| Put a card in the mother send it to his mama | |
| Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone | |
| bizzy | |
| Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us | |
| Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv |
| we doin this t from cleveland to la | |
| whatever you s want we bringing it | |
| Thug luv what time is it yo | |
| I don' t give a where you lay at | |
| It' s time to slay these made s | |
| bizzyoverlapping pac | |
| Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us | |
| Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv | |
| [2pac] | |
| They ain' t even knowing what type of s we is | |
| Where my thugs at bone thugsnharmony | |
| I know you s been waiting for this t for a long time | |
| Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it | |
| bizzy | |
| Well i must be close to the armageddon lord you know | |
| That i won' t fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought | |
| And am i stressing it softly get ' em up off me cause all | |
| We wanted was harmony been bombing ' em yell up outta my ghetto | |
| I want settle get on my level they can' t | |
| Stop me or drop me they got me naw | |
| Little pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y' all | |
| I' ll talk about ' em and you don' t really want it | |
| Cause they' re cornered and i want ' em to jump up | |
| I' d rather say that we came to shut ' em all down | |
| So quick to test bullet yes declare war | |
| Roll and i' ll blow when i get the gun for the murder mo' horror | |
| For what the did it all pause for the cause and i | |
| Fin to pull a nine or pistol little wit mine dem s it' s on | |
| All y' all fall bizzy gettin test me bless the floor | |
| In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord | |
| Looking at death with the last of my breath | |
| Follow follow my kids but don' t sin in my steps | |
| Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets | |
| Deep in the leaves i' m alone believe | |
| That i can see it if needed an if you really want me in | |
| Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland | |
| [2pac] | |
| Hahaha what' s poppin | |
| Put your mother g hand on your strap | |
| Thug luv we can do this like punks | |
| And punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out | |
| Pull your strap on me and you better kill be thug life baby | |
| I' ll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts | |
| Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap | |
| Praying to father please forgive me police be ru ng when they see me | |
| I flaunted america' s most wanted live on tv life | |
| Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name | |
| We all gone die we bleed through similar veins | |
| You' se explain to me now don' t panic when my gun burst | |
| Heard the last jam this ones worse | |
| My bone held the chrome till i came home | |
| Thug luv playas tell these ass s bring it on | |
| I caught a plane out to cleveland late last evening | |
| To help my s clean up some s no longer breathing now | |
| Who you believe in hit the and breathe it' s a | |
| Cold ass the world them s kill you in your sleep | |
| Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me | |
| I got thug luv for my nationwide posse feel me | |
| layzie | |
| Little thug from the land never ran | |
| Mother s out to get me they don' t understand | |
| It' s the 1 out with a nation of s | |
| Down to put in some work do some dirt | |
| round with the band bone thugs n harmony | |
| Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma | |
| Everything i do it seem to cause drama | |
| Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya | |
| So quick to test us wanna crash me eat dust | |
| For the love of the lust s bustin on us | |
| Hit ' em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it' s the art of war | |
| Putting s on the floor | |
| When i' m comin through the door bringin nothin but terror | |
| Causing much to the that dared us | |
| Trying to put a twist in this thugsta | |
| Era paired up with a like pac | |
| And a like me gotta stay high | |
| Thug luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky | |
| But i' m still in the hood smoke and fry | |
| So i beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery | |
| Bless my s in penitentiaries soldiers of the century | |
| krayzie | |
| Here to get it told my s to get the hell down | |
| Down with the dirt and we don' t around | |
| Buck a couple of rounds and if you' re passing through then hit the ground | |
| And don' t get caught up in the crossfire | |
| Artillery thick and you don' t want to get to with this | |
| I' m straight devil devil not a punk and pretend | |
| I reload buck a little more flee the scene | |
| ' fore the popo even know what you lookin for | |
| They don' t know a mother with a leatherface hey | |
| Man she said i ran this way said i ran that way | |
| You hoes' ll never know because i got away yeah | |
| A criminal mind a on the level sometimes | |
| So get high and yze your crime | |
| Directly organized with results you' ll be surprised | |
| wish | |
| Oh can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating s you gots to die | |
| It' s over wit bone better leave it alone mo thug i' m cracking domes | |
| Still in the hood where the thugs play wit nothin but thugs man | |
| Ain' t taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way | |
| Give it to ' em on another level | |
| Get a shovel you can dig a hole is dead | |
| Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red | |
| with mine will be see in the moonlight | |
| Cause we out ridin looking for you | |
| Better run for cover duck we about to bust | |
| Straight got the infrared put it on his forehead make some moves | |
| Send flowers straight to his home | |
| Put a card in the mother send it to his mama | |
| Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone | |
| bizzy | |
| Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us | |
| Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv |
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