Bizzy Bone: Still thuggish ruggish

[Verse 1]Niggas stay hashed out, hashed outMash on these niggas til we passed out, passed outLaugh at these niggas cause we assed out, lets bowThese niggas smacked me in the fast lanelast thangs I need is enemies, is that fame?Well that shit is lame oh noOriginal bang bang gotta maintain the main thang babyLately always runnin from ladiescause no one's thinkin bout my babiesJust maybe I'll be lonely left, cause y'all gone crazyGot everybody out here wonderin if I'm broke, I don't play thatAnd we pray, and we praylet everybody say that, and you can do what the fuck you wanna doNot like way back, heyGot mail from the payback, it's evil all aroundNow, here we are, praise God, don't hold us downPraise God, don't hold us downPraise God, don't hold us downIf you got to get your clown on wit'chatop down when ya hear the cop soundI gotta go punch em, calm downAnd when you're in the club drunk and you think you see a punkhe just might have a pump in the trunk, and ready to fuck you up(up)You niggas can't get near me by not carryin the load(load)as soon as you get babies, she can't wait to say, helloThese niggas think they Panthers, keep movin, go get some Pampersany questions get on your knees and get the answerEvidently everyday[Chorus]Who the only nigga you know?Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish?Ooh ain't shit changedWho the only nigga you know?Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish?Ooh ain't shit changedWho the only nigga you know?Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish?I still do the ditches with my song still fuckin with the lights onSit up and real enough to look at the kidsand tell em momma ain't with us, us, us, us ...[Verse 2]It won't be easy believe thisWe were birth inside the fetusghetto mamas still caught up in ghetto drama think of Columbine,pop pop, what if it happened to mine?Will I get paid and keep quiet, or say, fuck that and start a riot?Niggas lyin to me demons keep flyin to mechuckin many in the street pimpin me fakin lets make historyMy people keep the flame in me help me make this money on my familyI can feel it even if I died burn meThey can't kill it if they wanted to my spirits keep on hauntin youCan't wait cause I'm the realestI come with the wickedness and pillage the villageStick with runawaysFuck these house niggas and grab your crotch niggaYou slouch rat mouse, niggas bounce, niggas bounce, niggas bounce[Chorus][Verse 3]And my daddy, daddy, daddy's on the chain gangtell em bout the gunline boss the same thingAnd I hope they took a good picture somebody's out to get yaLay me down shit's gonna happen right up wit chaI've seen murder on the news burnin smellin up the roomAnd the bang won't let me sleepI put in me latch, latched with a broomStrategize like, ahh, and it will materializeFantisize like, ahh, and never materializeWhat am I the dead weight? It'll be okayI'm hopin that choo choo ride out the real chance, real hereSo all my people with AIDS we can sit down and play some spadesI ain't afraid to to die smoked with Eazy everyday