Thug Luv
Intro: Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to L.A. nigga whatever you niggas want we bringin it! Thug luv nigga bitch! what time is it? yo I don't give a fuck where you lay at nigga it's time to slay these bitch-made niggas.
Chorus: Pac Pac run with us run with us run with us�Pac Pac run with us�Pac and Rip with thug luv.
2Pac: They ain't even knowin what type of niggas we is where my thugs at? Bone Thugs-n-Harmony�I know you niggas been waitin for this for a long time�well here it is nigga�here it is�what you gonna do with it?
Bizzy: Well it must be close to the Armageddon Lord know that I won't fly by that lesson you taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me and I'm not stressin it softly�get'em up off me cause all we�wanted was harmony been bombin'em yell up outta my ghetto I won't settle get on my level�they can't stop me and pop me�nigga they got me? fuck no�little Pac gets schizophrenic let's manage to damage all yall I'll talk about'em and you don't really want it cause they're cornered and I'm�want'em to not jump�I'd rather say that we came to shut'em all down�so quick to test bullet yes declare war roll I'll�flow when I get the gun for the murda mo horror for why they did it all pause for the cause and I fin to pull a nine or pistol a little nigga with mine�fuck them niggas it's on�all yall fall Bizzy gettin bitches to test me bless the floor and any attempt to arrest me stress me�Lord lookin at death with the last of my breath�follow follow my kids now don't sin in my steps yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets deep in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe that I can see it if needed and if you really with me and well�then let it be get the greens and we runnin up over Cleveland Cleveland.
Interlude: Ha ha! what's poppin nigga? put your muthafuckin hands on your strap nigga�Thug luv nigga�yeah we can do this like gangstas and slug it out or do this like punks and punk it out pull your strap on me nigga you better kill me�thug luv nigga thug life baby�thug luv.
2Pac: I probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts thugs is convicts in God's prison hands on the strap�prayin so father please forgive me�police be rushin when they see me�I flaunted America's most wanted live on tv�life�pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name we all gonna die�we bleed through similar veins�yous explain to me now�don't panic when my guns burst�heard the last jam nigga? this one's worse�my nigga Bone held the chrome til I came home �thug luv playas tell these bitch niggas bring it on�I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evenin to help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathin�now who do you believe in?�hit the weed and grieve�it's a cold ass world�niggas kill you in your sleep watch me�until they stop me bury murder me or drop me�I got thug luv for my nationwide posse feel me.
Layzie: Little thug from the Land nigga never ran muthafuckas out to get me�they don't understand it's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas down to put it some work and do some dirt fuckin around with the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony follow down the road we stroll to meet karma everything I do it seem to cause drama�ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya�so quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust �for the love of the lust niggas bustin on us�hit'em up with the buck 12 gauge eruptions�it's the art of war�puttin niggas on the floor when I'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror causin much pain to the nigga that dared us tried to put a twist in this thugsta era�paired up with a nigga like Pac and a nigga like me gotta stay high thug luv till I die keep my prayer to the sky but I'm still in the hood smoke and fry so I beg the Lord save us all escapers of misery bless my niggas in penetentary soldiers of the century yeah.
Krayzie: Here to get it told my niggas they need get the hell down with the dirt and we don't fuck around buck a couple a rounds and if your passin through then hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga�artillery thick and you don't wanna get to fuckin with this I'm straight devil not a punk and pretend�I reload buck a little mo�flee the scene fore the po-po even know�so who ya lookin for? they don't know�a mothafucka with a Leather Face�hey man she said I ran this way said I ran that a way yall hoes'll never know because I got away yeah yeah�a criminal mind to keep a nigga on the level�sometimes I get high and analyze your crime�correctly organized and with results you'll be surprised.
Wish: Oh nigga can you feel the vibe? �we can ride playa hatin niggas you gotsta die it's only right it's over with Bone better leave it alone Mo' Thug come crack they fuckin domes�still in the hood where the thugs play fuckin with nothin but thugs man ain't takin no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes�around my way�give it to'em on another level nigga get a shovel you can dig a hole�bitches is dead�infrared to your head�you can beg you go fled but still gon bleed bloody red�fuck with mine we'll be seen in the moonlight cause we out ridin lookin for you for you�better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust�Strate got the infrared put it on his forehead�makes a move send flowers straight to his home�put a card in the muthafucka send it to his mama�tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong�gone now we long gone long gone.
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