[Chorus: x2]

Everybody wanna be thugs

They really don't cause if they lived my life they'd understand

Niggaz for they self, no love

And it ain't nothin better than a gun in hand



[Verse 1: Krayzie]

I'm lookin at all my niggaz on the corner still trying to come up on something

Like some paper, cash money

Two-double-o-zero, niggaz is desperate to make it

Battlin Satan, but the plate that he made us looks so tasty

Temptation over took my devils persuasion

Makin me chase the paper while trying to break 'em, I blaze 'em

Then I raise up, nigga that's the way thugs do it

See it don't say nothin just to find out we kinda stupid

In the streets we play for keeps

Niggaz ain't comin back for revenge or whatever, loc

We havin none of that, so scandalous

You better keep your protection

Cause the grass and the blunts ain't the only thing we wet up



[Chorus]



[Verse 2: Krayzie]

See, I've been runnin from the po-po ever since I was 11

Nigga bellin, ain't tryin to get kept and slept in the cell, man

A lot like my daddy, but then again I'm like myself

Keep my nose in my business and worry about nobody else

Got a mind of my own aside from Bone

So nigga don't think that you can run up and test me when I'm alone

Cause I got the chrome

Talk mo' shit I'm still a street thug, but I make mo' hits (mo' hits)

Platinum packin magnum never leave the house without it

And if he bout it don't sing about it nigga bring up out that shit

Thugline, frontline

Nigga it ain't scared, we done time

Leatherface is on the rampage, murder mangler, strangler

What you came with it just ain't enough

To tame the thug, we aim to drain the blood from your skull

Rappin but we dangerous, dangerous



[Chorus: x2]



[Verse 3: Krayzie]

Now to my youngsters with they guns

Out on the corner perfomin tryna to be soldiers

Just remember that I told ya, slow down, down, down

I know you wanna be a thug, and do what we done

But if it ain't inside your blood then this ain't the game that you tryin to

play

Just like one of my niggaz tried to hang, and he died in a day

Awww, shame, shame, shame

Bullet hit him in the brain

And he was a thug nigga, you get the picture?

Picture niggaz in a single file line

All crying, upset because their niggaz died, nobody know why

It's so many dying cause too many trying to shine

We all trying to swang on the same godamned vine

It's about that time for the thugs to unite

And let this motherfucka burn tonight (tonight, night)

If you a thug get up and join this thug nation (thug nation)

We got guns waitin (guns waitin)

Soon as the enemy run up, blaze 'em (blaze 'em)



[Chorus 'til fade]