Krayzie Bone: Everybody wanna be thugs

[Chorus: repeat 2x] 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: repeat 2x] [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]