Thug Stories
(专辑: Thug Stories - 2006)
[Hook Krayzie Bone] Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! [Krayzie Bone] I
knew this nigga that used to be large on the
boulevard This nigga was ballin y'all, big house driveway full of cars This nigga would pull up in brand new Caddies, packed-up full of broads Bossin, flossin, all his ghetto superstar Until some young niggaz decided they was gon pull his card And one night when he came home, they was in the
bushes in his yard As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the
bushes And let out off they ammunation, but they didn't hit him, they missed him (oh shit, hot damn!) So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin off his shit And hit one of them niggaz back off in the
skillet, left him with his wig-split And one of the
niggaz, he dropped his GUN and started to RUN As soon as he took one step, the
nigga was DONE, DONE, he was DONE! He took a
shot to the
abdomen, and as he blasted the
last one He'll survive it, but they wont be alive to tell that thug story Livin in the
city is really, no nuts, no glory, no nuts, no glory, glory glory... [Hook Krayzie Bone] Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! [Layzie Bone] We come with the
ones, we come with the
guns, we come with the
heat that go bang! Backin them brains, deep in the
hood, it still is an everyday thang, shit! Just last week, a
nigga was comin from work, to feed his kids Got caught in the
crossfire, we couldn't take the
shit he did Always the
innocent feelin the
losses in the
ghetto And if you're from here, you probably is a
rebel! That been through some shit, seen some shit you couldn't bear Only a
few make it out, niggaz dead or in jail I
figured that I
would just give you my story! Forever I'm thuggin, it's the
only thang for me! Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night, gettin drunk Prove I'm not a
punk, sellin my llell on the
first of the
month Smokin sherm, sticks and blunts, known for layin niggaz down Anything you want, I'll get it, I'ma claim the
whole town I'm a
nigga, you'sa nigga, she's a
nigga, we some niggaz Wouldn't you like to be a
nigga too? We got some, we got some [Hook Krayzie Bone] Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! [Wish Bone] I
gotta story for your ass... I
remember hustlin down on the
corner, that's what thugstas do! Then it got too hectic, wanted my money got all my own crew! Why work so hard, let these other niggaz stack mine up and snatch shit? Everything was good at the
few licks, but niggaz got greedy, aw shit! Recruited the
law, that's when, thangs went downhill All she had to do was swipe his keys, dump 'em and put 'em right back there But I
guess he seen her, cause we got that heat He was waiting right there, there, waitin right there! Shots went out, everybody runs except baby-girl I, turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl And we cant leave her, not like that, not like that! But damn, I
think she gone! Here come the
po-pos and we scrap, scrap! So we made our getaway, and had to lay low, law low! But it ain't over, till one of us sees that crossroads! But damn, carmern comes right back, comes right back Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps, damn! [Hook Krayzie Bone] Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories!