Krayzie, Bam, Asu, and K-Mont:Thug Mentality 1999
Krayzie
I'm representin' muthafuckin' Thugline nigga, in 1999/ You muthafuckers wanna
find the real thugs and hustlas, nigga?
Come to the muthafuckin' ghetto where we from/ Now we're the real thugs
-Refrain-
This how we livin' these days (And this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ And
that one's for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta)
Krayzie
Nigga, these days, we kill you much quicker to get us some paper/ You feelin'
me?
These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; Everybody your enemy/ These days, it's
every nigga for they self
Cuz it ain't no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice niggas get left/ And
that's why
these days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ Tell 'em, these days
You can't be fuckin' with niggas that's weak/ And these days, no tellin' when
you'll meet your coffin
I seen it too often, that's why fuck flossin' I take caution/ Don't trip, shit
if you're rich, you're rich
Cuz if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ Grab your cash and split your
shit
These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ Unless you're ready to pull
your fo'-fo' and blow/ How come these days niggas wanna be the Don of the mob?
They claim it, but they never qualify for the job/ These days
We bustin' at muthafuckers quicker, simply cuz it's 1999, nigga....
-Refrain-
K-Mont
Hey yo, I'm straight out of the bricks, and y'all ain't worthy to serve me/ I'm
the type to jump out your bushes and bust you
with the 30,30 You want beef? I pack pistol packin' utilities/ I'm the type of
nigga that'll send letterbombs to all my enemies
I can't even walk to the airport for bein' who I was/ The police all on my dick,
because they recognize a thug/ Nigga,
We tryin' to get money, we don't respect the police/ Until us thugs unite, it
ain't gon' never be no peace/ Niggas be goin' to
i let my thirsty boots wander all over
and they come home with lies about women
and in the evening toe up to the stars
sun is comin' up and somethings feelin' funky
old moldy korn club stuck in the mud it makes me
wish for a million dollar view
spend my last lone quarter on the korn klub's kool aid
and there's nothin else i'd rather do
there's nothin like a bath of fire
to get this deep down dirt outta me
there's nothin like a bath of fire
to get this deep down dirt outta me
yeah
razor fanged rattlesnake only tryin' to protect itself
i had to haul off and blow it's little head away
sucked out the venom kept the little skin and
meat found it's way onto my plate
there go my boots complainin' tellin me it's time to go stompin'
i'd better listen or they'll kick my ass
hell is down there yawnin' hopin i fall head first in it
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt out of me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt out of me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me
nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep