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[Intro] Fotos auf Klebefolie These niggaz don't know who the fuck they fuckin with man On the real shit nigga, this is Thugline nigga And I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed Off Leathaface And I dedicate this shit to all them motherfuckas who used to be down Wanna be down, but can't never be down And that's simple because we ain't fuckin with no punk pussy ass nigga You know them niggaz that always talk the real shit But they can never walk the real shit Listen up this ones for you, for you
[Verse 1: Asu] Soon as I hear these cheese I'ma stick you like I took ya picture, Kodak smile You know that number to dial when in need of work, I proceeds to lurk Squattin and schemin plottin on demon And It's a whole lot of semen in this dick Packin bisquit, once the bisquits is baked It boils down to the risk us niggaz take Try Asu and leave ya loable to get floored And if you ain't fully insured you ain't just asleep, nigga snore I got somethin it (all things) You got some Henny nigga pour it (we can all drank) I done lost somethin I ain't tryin to find and I know it's love Even though I'm dying inside, nigga is still a thug The company I keep be wantin me to heat fuck boom I don't really wanna scorn, how I'm supposed to warn? My folk once provoked, It's on and not gradually Casualties is random, and like I tell 'em I dump naturally
[Verse 2: K -Mont] Ay, yo, ay yo whatever you, saw I seen it Whatever I say, I mean it Most of y'all bitch niggaz wasn't thugs until Bone screamed it Recognize the wisdom fuck that nigga shootin clips Matter of fact I'm tired of talkin, pull you pistol keep walkin Catch me on the puly wearin a hoody Or standin on nigga lines, stressin, conversation about dyin it's Thugline That niggaz be askin who is he? It's that nigga from Jerz, motherfucka it's K-Mizzy
[Krayzie] Them motherfuckin thugs is in the place to be Fuckin shit up it's T-H-U-G-L-I-N-E Got niggaz in the club Killas out for blood Motherfuckas hit the floor when we lit shit up Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, hope you ready Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, we heated heavy (2x) Do my thugs run this motherfucka (hell yeah!) Do my killas run this motherfucka (hell yeah!) (2x)
[Verse 3: Wish] Nigga, anyway you want This is Thugline willin and ready to dump Fuck 'em up, fuck 'em up I got my Line right here, here You can step and we can jump it off right here Fuck y'all niggaz, fuck y'all niggaz How many niggaz you roll with that you feel is real? How many niggaz you roll that know you gonna kill, gangsta huh? Fuckin with the Line It's about time someone took it over I'ma get mine, can't wait for time cause it's almost over I got wha'cha want baby You can step, but best believe you won't play me If you like that, throw your hands up I know you like that, throw your hands up
[Verse 4: LaReece] (?) situations got a bitch stressin, holdin the guns Dumpin on these trick niggaz for funds Titties bouncin in the lo-lo, creepin real slow (???) with my heater and they don't breathe no more So trick, hit the floor It's that boss bitch, Nina Ross bitch, know it cost bitch, floss bitch Got your sister hostage {girl screaming} You got my green if not, I lost it I'm leavin a corpse absence It seems you don't understand my pockets pitfil So it's critical that I get the dough right now All your wants I can't satisfy needs Can't determine do's and don'ts amplifies my greed to multiply my G's You want war nigga? I got somethin for niggaz Quick to bust the fouth-fifth for more figures Standin on the Frontiline with my fan bam, Thugline Bloody murder all these haters tryin to take mine
[Verse 5: Krayzie] Call me the boos fighter, Frontline rider Leathaface'll catch a case up in this place, we'll show 'em who bout it, bout it How the dealer stole and cut it, police won't even touch it I'm a rich nigga come to my show and bring your bitch wit'cha Two Thousand niggaz all screamin out loud "fuck the law" And all y'all niggaz mean muggin me and my niggaz is my car Partna don't get me started Y'all niggaz ain't seen me get retarted in that mode I'm harmless When her bare arms we far from harmless This is the bomb shit so ring the alarm Takin over the yard, nigga Thugline's in charge On guard a new clique, and we got new shit These niggaz ain't nobody you wanna fool with either, so be cool with it Then niggaz won't have any problems 357 revolver is all it takes to squash an solve 'em We all in this business to get paid But meanwhile, we gotta go fight off the enemies that hate us for these styles Made us some cheese, now fuck the world Tell 'em Krayzie said it, will I ever switch? Get out the thug shit? nigga forget it I'm real with these niggaz, I chill with these niggaz I kill for these niggaz, cause these my niggaz...
[Outro] That's right nigga, just do y'all niggaz know y'all fuckin with The niggaz that's gone put the raw back in the game Niggaz that's 100% pure thug-bred, thug nigga Ya better believe that, roll call for the soldiers on the Frontline for the Thugline Roll Call Asu, where you at? (hey, yo Thug On Da Line) K-Mont where you at? (nigga, Thug On Da Line) Wish Bone where you at? (what, Thug On Da Line) LaReece where you at? (playa, Thug On Da Line) You niggaz knowin where I'm at Nigga, Thug On Da Line the Line, the Line yeah, yeah That motherfuckin thug ass track you hear is my nigga Super Sako We keep it thuggin
