Krayzie Bone: Thug Mentality

aus dem Album: Thug Mentality 1999

Songtext:
T-H-U-G, we be, that's thug Klebefolie Gold

mentality. We thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' . . .

. . . it's the way I

choose to live my life.

T-H-U-G, we be, that's thug

mentality. We thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' . . .

. . . thuggin'

'til the day I die.


I done been around the world and everywhere it be

the same song, niggas struggle daily, gotta survive

it's worldwide, even niggas

in Paris and London be hustlin', doin' whatever to

get the money. Nigga, now the whole world [wide

world], flooded with thugs,

but you gotta keep it real if you wanna make it

through it and live, and makin' dough to save your

kids, gotta handle your business,

gotta get in it to win it, and then you gotta get up

on it, hit it. And that's real, really. My thugs,

feel me, put your fist up in the air,

yeah. Nigga, come in to the war, and I'm a meet you

niggas there. Ready to rumble, and I swear, we comin'

from everywhere.

Where my thugs at? Where they at? Fuck that.

Nigga, let's do in the enemy, now. Terminate,

eliminate 'em, takin' out the

frustrations on the world, get 'em back for the playa

hation. So, come on, we gotta roll. You with me?

No. They ain't ready for

the war. Rob the rich, take some, give the rest to

the poor. We in total control. Make 'em feel the

pain in 2-double O-O. It's the

end of the road. So what you gonna do? I'm a ride,

you can die if you want to, but all them real soldiers

come on move. Get your

suits on, boots on,

keep troopin' on.

T-H [H], U-G [U-G], that's what we be across the

nation. Pump your fist and get ready for this

occasion. Nigga, better fade

'em. I wanna see victory. Y'all niggas,

better roll with this, 'cause we splittin' 'em. Fuck

that! We winnin' 'em.


T-H-U-G, we be, that's thug

mentality. We thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' . . .

. . . it's the way I

choose to live my life.

T-H-U-G, we be, that's thug

mentality. We thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' . . .

. . . thuggin'

'til the day I die.


Be a thug if you wanna be a thug. Be a thug if you

got to. Throw it up, keep it in the air, screamin'

out, "Thug! Thug! Thug!

Thug! Thuggin' 'til the day I die!" When I'm high,

if you look into my eyes, you'll truly find no kind

like I'm, gemini, gotta control

both sides. My Lordy Lord maintain, hard 'cause I'm

a soldier at war, steady runnin' with the weapon

'cause it still ain't gettin'

better. I figured it out. It's all real. If it

ain't, then it ain't right. Come on, if you wanna

feel the thug love, then it's real. We got

the real thing, baby. Hot heat to burn ya, learn ya;

stay outta here if it don't concern ya. You don't

really wanna get involved with

the murder, but shit, if you want it, you got it.

[We bring it.] It don't stop, we gon' pop shots still

to the double-glock-glock, never

takin' no shorts, no losses, man. Yes, these days

are still the same, like "gotta make that money, man."

Bang, gotta get down for

my thang. And I do it so smooth, when I'm stalkin'

gat fools, walkin' jackmoves. Keepin' 'em on the run

with me shotgun.

Bottom line: it's on. Y'all can't fuck

with the thuggish, ruggish [ruggish], Bone, Bone,

Bone, Bone.


That's T-H-U-G, we be, that's thug

mentality. We thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' . . .

. . . it's the way I

choose to live my life.

T-H-U-G, we be, that's thug

mentality. We thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' . . .

. . . thuggin'

'til the day I die.


Where my Detroit Thugs? Cincinnati Thugs? Where my

Columbus Thugs? My Chicago Thugs? Where the fuck my

New York

Thugs? Where the fuck my Texas Thugs? My Kansas

City Thugs? Where my Milwaukee Thugs? My Colorado

Thugs?

Where my St. Louis Thugs? Where my Atlanta Thugs?

My Alabama Thugs? My New Orleans Thugs? Where my

Miami

Thugs? Where my Jamacian Thugs? My California

Thugs? My Arizona Thugs? My New Mexico Thugs? My

Puerto Rico

Thugs? Thuggin',

thuggin', thuggin' , thuggin' . . .


Cleveland's definitely in the

house, in the house, in the house . . .