[Intro (Krayzie)] Oh shit! these niggas can't ready for this shit nigga, trust me! Fuck that nigga, it's mothafuckin K in my Leathaface (uh-huh) in this mothafucker, yeah (once again, it's on) Represent that shit (don and dewel)
[Krayzie] It's the niggas on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline (K-mon, Krayzie Bone, Thugline, Two-Thousand) It's the niggas on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline (Everybody start takin these fake thugs about the game, yeah)
[Verse 1: Asu] As the sky darking, automatics keep a sparking Would you killed for the paper I'll be a full time hater I just found myself to love ya a bitch ass niggas When they come around when I sneeze tryin to play me and I squeeze To pull to ya back - maybe one of your face Riding nigga another dick is what I called disgrace You can take it how you want it nigga you know who you are? You know talent ass rapper plus you're far from the star You just outta work acting nigga playing it row But I'ma show you how I can do when my heart gets cold? You can handle this right gentleman and battle with his or we can take this to the street to get it some gangsta shit Niggas loves companies to prepare for the riot I'ma ride for the Thugline, the Fed no man forgot I'ma continue to get money nigga I don't know 'bout you But I'm straight out of the bricks, mothafucker I thought you knew
[Hook - 2x] If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high If we roll, take natch in sky on public Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us
[Krayzie (Talking)] Yeah, it's Thugline baby Real mothafuckers thugs back in this...
[Verse 2: Krayzie] We got this mothafucka just tazz and all these bustas like they stole some (stole some) Two-thousand and mo' my money relation they change row some, nigga and game away but I'm feeling alittle bigger, alittle cocky It ain't breast broad shit - but a Twelve gauge Nigga wanna get yo' Leatherface to get it inside of Gemini Plus Mentalities got a few of 'em inside so they can make 'em kill a nigga Fuck you, if you ain't a Thugline - who gives a fuck about you? They can run Leatherface all of you niggas shit with lagging It's stupid - past with this Pick for talk and blast with this And did it for nigga come back for something Because I'ma mad at these weapons right HERE And mamacita and gimme the heat, hot cocked and ready to burn and got FIRE we spit FIRE And where are my thugs at? Where the fuck are my thugs at? Find of fake niggas duck us and who you put your gun at? Thugs for life, this shit is in my Blood for life And I'ma Bust Slugs for mine
[Hook - 2x] If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high If we roll, take natch in sky on public Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us
[Verse 3: Young Dre] Say now, is it nigga match fo' and mo' Feeliated with the man ah! my nigga open do' Something prove - fo' and mo', fisting charge Take the torch - you ride with it Real dough and ?? ninning, drop the top and side with it Can't fuck with us - representin it real Soldi' still coming for the hill, road is blood stay in dollar deal For the goodness come and get killers in my red Fed they fond - cause man I ask niggas used to crazy
Killers, Killers - ready to ride down to the high We ballers, ballers - when that desper in yo' mind Too much that you live for, when the bitch made niggas in yo' wig or we fuck Ki' Poul - that's to be here to get it to the end
Say now, here where we sees in my clique the house dope to close the shop is who we bitch - on the dick, get yo' mo' shit Wannabe rappers plannin gangsta now - sash po's, hell lope Most caminion 'round Hell No! you ever get fuck these hustlas
[Hook - 5x] If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die yes you know, fa sho place right high If we roll, take natch in sky on public Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us
[Krayzie {Talking}] F'real nigga, I don't wanna be fucked with the Thugline nigga Off to the mothafuckin real nigga Mothafuckin is too mothafuckin hard goin' on nigga Straight from the god damn streets Yeah, my mothafuckin nigga is in this mothafucker in Thugline, nigga Rest in peace to all the niggas that fuck with me and them niggas in mothafuckin Thugline nigga Don't let us be the niggas you runnin' to yo' on god damn streets nigga I'm just gon' tell you that And fuck every mothafuckin body, crazy.. city.. bitch You niggas don't see what kind of mothafuckin niggas be hears, right Two-thousand nigga, Thugline sunshit down in this mothafucka We don't give a fuck about ya Runnin' mothafucka mouth in this shit bro' {*Laughs*} And that's real nigga Got us say what's up to them niggas who put this shit togetha Y'knowwahtI'msayin', much love to them niggas Samposted, Manhouse and Heatvisions in this mothafucka Ehh, what's up to my mothafuckin Squad nigga, Thugline Records Shut your ass down, like I told ya nigga, Fuck what ya heard? This shit is real! {*Repeats and fades*}
