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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Thug Luv lyrics
[2pac] Nigga we doin this shit from cleveland to la Nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a fuck where you lay at It's time to slay these bitch made niggas [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 niggas we is Where my thugs at bone thugs-n-harmony I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time Well here it is nigga 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 nigga they got me fuck 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 nigga wit mine fuck dem niggas it's on All y'all fall bizzy gettin bitches 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 nigga 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 nigga Put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga Thug luv nigga we can do this like punks And punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out Pull your strap on me nigga 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 rushing 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 nigga this ones worse My nigga bone held the chrome till i came home Thug luv playas tell these bitch ass niggas bring it on I caught a plane out to cleveland late last evening To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a Cold ass the world them niggas 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 nigga never ran Motherfuckers out to get me they don't understand It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas Down to put in some work do some dirt Fuckin 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 nigga wanna crash me eat dust For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the art of war Putting niggas on the floor When i'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror Causing much to the nigga that dared us Trying to put a twist in this thugsta Era paired up with a nigga like pac And a nigga 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 niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century [krayzie] Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't fuck 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 nigga Artillery thick and you don't want to get to fuckin 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 motherfucker 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 nigga on the level sometimes So get high and analyze your crime Directly organized with results you'll be surprised [wish] Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating niggas you gots to die It's over wit bone better leave it alone mo thug i'm cracking fuckin domes Still in the hood where the thugs play fuckin 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 nigga Get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red Fuck with mine will be see in the moonlight Cause we out ridin looking for you Better run for cover nigga 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 motherfucker 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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