Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont:thug mentality 1999
Krayzie
Im representin muthafuckin thugline nigga, in 1999/ you muthafuckers wanna
Find the real thugs and hustlas, nigga?
Come to the muthafuckin ghetto where we from/ now were the real thugs
-refrain-
This how we livin these days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and
That ones for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta)
Krayzie
Nigga, these days, we kill you much quicker to get us some paper/ you feelin
Me?
These days, you gotta be packin a gun; everybody your enemy/ these days, its
Every nigga for they self
Cuz it aint no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice niggas get left/ and
Thats why
These days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ tell em, these days
You cant be fuckin with niggas thats weak/ and these days, no tellin when
Youll meet your coffin
I seen it too often, thats why fuck flossin I take caution/ dont trip, shit
If youre rich, youre rich
Cuz if you slip, somebody waitin to get at you/ grab your cash and split your
Shit
These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ unless youre ready to pull
Your fo-fo and blow/ how come these days niggas wanna be the don of the mob?
They claim it, but they never qualify for the job/ these days
We bustin at muthafuckers quicker, simply cuz its 1999, nigga....
-refrain-
K-mont
Hey yo, Im straight out of the bricks, and yall aint worthy to serve me/ im
The type to jump out your bushes and bust you
With the 30,30 you want beef? I pack pistol packin utilities/ Im the type of
Nigga thatll send letterbombs to all my enemies
I cant even walk to the airport for bein who I was/ the police all on my dick,
Because they recognize a thug/ nigga,
We tryin to get money, we dont respect the police/ until us thugs unite, it
Aint gon never be no peace/ niggas be goin to
School with nothin but murda on they mind; givin a fuck about teachers/
Bustin shotguns and 9s/ picture the scenes
And screams and everybody runnin/ get on your knees, and pray nigga, cuz the
Son of the lord is comin
Asu
You know I came in time; thats my frame of mind/ now Im able to separate the
Deaf from the weak, dumb, and the blind
Niggas cant get none of mine/ not even some of mine/ just cuz you got on a
Watch, nigga, dont mean you know the time
You stagnatin/ you fags hatin my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic potion
Is devotion/ the nerve to hate what i
Deserve to do wasnt a curse/ it was a signal; thats why that ass crashed,
Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: rollin while
Infatuated/ I graduated; now I want my masters/ yall done agitated disaster,
And at every ends a start/ I slip in the art with
My heart and soul/ its smart to roll, but dumb to come/ dont become the one i
Fold like a lawnchair/ you shouldnt have
Gone there/ whats the deal with the long stares? whats the purpose, jokers on
Earth surface to surface, and any problem is
Handled with same-day service? come on, come on, come on...
-refrain-
Bam
We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set trip; its our
Spot/ gave yall shots, and let the drama pop
Dont escalate the 4-5-9, its why we dead or alive/ point of survival/ lets
Get points with real niggas lives/ but you only see
Raw meat on streets; these niggas love their heat/ nowadays all bustas wanna
Thug like me
You see it be those ways that was so simple/ execution style to gristle/ from
The chair, heard em
Whistle for my nigga/ mental is money, murda, ridin, dumpin
Head back to all of yall since every niggas are hard and provin they got the
Bigger balls
Scared of the laws, told what he saw and what he lookin like/ broke him off in
The midnight
I spared his life I said this shit is tight
-refrain-
