Krayzie Bone - Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz Gangstaz Lyrics
Krayzie bone feat mjg, 8ball, layzie bone:thug mentality 1999Krayzie:If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug, you better get ready forWar. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gansta, let your gun smoke.Krayzie:Took a trip out to texas and I find real niggas, remind me of mine. a nigga canVibe, cause yall some cold ass playa playas. hey, there, mo thug and we gotstaGive em some love, so now youre dealin with the big pimps and the thugs. youGet up too close and we *****in you up, you dont really want that cause I knowThese aint no hoes you *****in with. touched down and got with the realestNiggas in the town. now look whos in the suave house, yes its truly-yours,Mister sawed-off leatherface, a warrior ready for war, a natural soldier boy,Ready to move out, nigga, ready to get with the shoot out. in the meanwhile, iStill gotta make me some money to get by. yeah, I thought to connect, and hookedUp with mjg, made money, cause all that other shit dont mean a thing to me.But try to run up and Im leavin you stunned. nobody will know who shot thatPump, cause Im gonna dump it and run. put him on the pave, and hey, that niggaThat did it was wearin a leather face, and not to be played with. whatever youClaim, you better get paid. shit.Krayzie:If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you, better get ready forWar. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.Mjg:Who be i? the nigga who pimpin-a plenty of hoes, look at the size of the bankThat he hold. natural born mind control. false niggas gang blown away. it makesYou wonder why niggas be hatin. they jealous, they fellas be lookin to takeYou under. it seems like the more that we get, you come with that shit, lookinFor ways to drive us insane, confusin our brain. Im settin up traps for ratsWho snatch cheese. fly like a trapeze artist. tell em to bring it on, I comesThe hardest. mjg, pimp, runnin with bone, dividin? the throne. regardless ofNiggas who stand in my path, Im bringin it on. recitin the lyrical gift, theShit that give me the *****es, the money, the cars. how do you know when youreGoin too far? the further you get, the further you are. shit, I breaks in halfCrook niggas. dont make me laugh. now, huh, which ones the head and, huh, whichOnes the ass? where your ***** at? collectin my cash. now who wouldve knowThat the ***** is a hood-rat. increasin my stash, leavin you fast. youreThinkin Im slippin, Im grippin the tech. look at the bullets, they rippinHis vest open, puttin a hole in his chest. in piece is that nigga decide toRest. Im leavin you grievin, believin in pimpin. the shit that I got is theShit that Im given. constantly livin that life of a thug, drinkin the hen,Smokin the bud.Krayzie:If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you, better get ready forWar. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.Layzie:Too many fake niggas done tried to contend, and then again, pinned that theyCouldnt win. ken took it to the head with a fifth of hen now Im in the wind,500 benzo, we roll, roll. rod j came through with the mack-10. wish trippinWhen I pulled out the glock. you know that all of my niggas be ready thisPop-pop, comin with the heat *****ed, cause it never did stop. everybody I knowOut lookin for a come up, we creep, its deeper than the way you perceive aThug, no love, take a nigga through the mud everytime I try him from my wordlyGrudge. what? nigga well bust till the point of no return, Im out hereSwangin, paper chasin. erasin my poverty and I gotsta be that soldierClaimin mo! even though it get hectic, respect it. nigga, knock my struggle,Uh-oh, theyll gets more chaos and I wont stop till I piece this puzzle. Im aGo gather up all lost souls show em the way to the road to be real, give em aDeal, train em to kill, haters meet and my soldiers in a battle field. weMarchin, ready for war, ***** the law, they aint on our side. hell yeah, we canMeet up at the district. Im bringin it to you, ready to die. see, I am so sickOf oppression, shit aint changed, little lay still stressin. no question,Clutchin there no more weapon, cause the po po wanna sweat my blessings andUh, youll probably feelin? the sense of some danger, but Im bringin the senseOf an angel to the table. watch me put it down for mo, and them suave houseNiggas. so, willin? and ready to make a few dollars and split a few wigs . ifThats what it is, you better be mindin your business, or be begginForgiveness. you know all Im sayin? is, just dont ***** with me, man.Krayzie:If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you better get ready forWar. if you a hustla make your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.Eightball:Yeah ... bone thugs. mo thugs. eightball, the fat mack, and mj-*****in-g. theRealest niggas alive, yeah. thuggin, pimpin, *****, this shit dont stop. youKnow what Im talkin bout? all over the mutha*****in world and back again,*****. space-age forever.
