[Krayzie Bone] We no surrender We no pretender We bang bang
[Jhaz] Yeah No surrender, no pretender II Tru my crew come thick Family behind us You don't wanna see this Mo' Thug clique To swift to be faded Just hated by them foes Throw blows, bow down hoes Mo' Thug handle this like pros I'm too cold Never catch me slippin' muthafucka set up II Tru to my dyin' day Rollin' with AJay Mo' Thug love nigga what You got your blue suit You got your nine But if you pop one time My trues comin' back uptight and I'm a end mine I'm nothin' but One of the best females Pumpin' in your ear Fillin' the air with nothin' but potent ass bud smells
[Tombstone] We strapped with Bone hit the deck On the worst of the wreck Strapped with the .38 and TEC Hey man how we love them TEC's Ain't gotta dump 'em But when we find the muthafuckin' snitch Lynch 'em Head straight for the ditch Victims say we got a snake to snitch Goin' to the cut so we can break the bitch How you want the nigga Red on on this blue suit fried When he died we showed the nigga he could never ride Or fuck with the souljahs That glide on the Clair side Runnin' with gauges Flippin' your pages Fuck the cages Shoulda known not to fuck with the thugs all militant Hell yeah we chill but we ill to defence of livin' Still can't help the way we roll In the land so cold Eveybody's singin' the devil's song along the road
[Boogy Nikke] I'm takin' the lives of all them seargents, lieutenants we pin this How far are you willing to go When you test us we test nuts boy Better part the sea and pin the scriptures we read 'em Gotta get 'em where it hurt Gotta get their kids first Now my subject be the envy in me I'm wantin' your soul to burn in hell And dwell and tell the past who put you there Your family was soon to follow As I complete my intro on your people God bless the children though It was business never personal Better pray to the Lord for your soul Run away through the tunnel of the light Can you see me see me
[Krayzie Bone] Boy you better believe it Your people fin to feel it When the coffin top drop the box lock shut Toss 'em in the back of the hearse And I wish I could watch the cop's crooked body rott And thugs will all in time Takeover the world Collect the minds of all the little girls and boys And pearls to a another dimension Where really is just us fuck the system Is ya feelin' me now 'Cause I ain't got time To be fuckin' with the street weak leakin' mind You know it's cool to be thuggin' on '99 I parlay break bustas and niggas that's on the grind Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah come up But I betcha nigga come my way you sprayed You knew we was real We really do smoke blunts We do all our own stunts Fuck cops a whole bunch So they wanna die So we fin to kill 'em Hit the copper chop 'em up with the M-11 Now feel the pain We the T-H-U-G be fuckin' souljah Niggas is sure we got the real shit for ya Never respect 'em ready to blow 'em out ya town now Come on y'all we take a pow pow That gauge that gauge we spray they lay they lay What a wonderful day Get up buck and fuck 'em on up When they pull you to side and they tryin' to put the cuffs on That's the perfect time to get it pump Then you reach up in the glove Hold your breath then get ya buss on Let 'em feel the round Or hear the sound Of the twelve gauge eruption Destruction we've made Now the peelin' is through and we got your pay
[Krayzie Bone] We no surrender We no pretender We bang bang [Krayzie Bone] We no surrender We no pretender We bang bang
[Jhaz] Yeah No surrender, no pretender II Tru my crew come thick Family behind us You don't wanna see this Mo' Thug clique To swift to be faded Just hated by them foes Throw blows, bow down hoes Mo' Thug handle this like pros I'm too cold Never catch me slippin' muthafucka set up II Tru to my dyin' day Rollin' with AJay Mo' Thug love nigga what You got your blue suit You got your nine But if you pop one time My trues comin' back uptight and I'm a end mine I'm nothin' but One of the best females Pumpin' in your ear Fillin' the air with nothin' but potent ass bud smells
[Tombstone] We strapped with Bone hit the deck On the worst of the wreck Strapped with the .38 and TEC Hey man how we love them TEC's Ain't gotta dump 'em But when we find the muthafuckin' snitch Lynch 'em Head straight for the ditch Victims say we got a snake to snitch Goin' to the cut so we can break the bitch How you want the nigga Red on on this blue suit fried When he died we showed the nigga he could never ride Or fuck with the souljahs That glide on the Clair side Runnin' with gauges Flippin' your pages Fuck the cages Shoulda known not to fuck with the thugs all militant Hell yeah we chill but we ill to defence of livin' Still can't help the way we roll In the land so cold Eveybody's singin' the devil's song along the road
[Boogy Nikke] I'm takin' the lives of all them seargents, lieutenants we pin this How far are you willing to go When you test us we test nuts boy Better part the sea and pin the scriptures we read 'em Gotta get 'em where it hurt Gotta get their kids first Now my subject be the envy in me I'm wantin' your soul to burn in hell And dwell and tell the past who put you there Your family was soon to follow As I complete my intro on your people God bless the children though It was business never personal Better pray to the Lord for your soul Run away through the tunnel of the light Can you see me see me
[Krayzie Bone] Boy you better believe it Your people fin to feel it When the coffin top drop the box lock shut Toss 'em in the back of the hearse And I wish I could watch the cop's crooked body rott And thugs will all in time Takeover the world Collect the minds of all the little girls and boys And pearls to a another dimension Where really is just us fuck the system Is ya feelin' me now 'Cause I ain't got time To be fuckin' with the street weak leakin' mind You know it's cool to be thuggin' on '99 I parlay break bustas and niggas that's on the grind Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah come up But I betcha nigga come my way you sprayed You knew we was real We really do smoke blunts We do all our own stunts Fuck cops a whole bunch So they wanna die So we fin to kill 'em Hit the copper chop 'em up with the M-11 Now feel the pain We the T-H-U-G be fuckin' souljah Niggas is sure we got the real shit for ya Never respect 'em ready to blow 'em out ya town now Come on y'all we take a pow pow That gauge that gauge we spray they lay they lay What a wonderful day Get up buck and fuck 'em on up When they pull you to side and they tryin' to put the cuffs on That's the perfect time to get it pump Then you reach up in the glove Hold your breath then get ya buss on Let 'em feel the round Or hear the sound Of the twelve gauge eruption Destruction we've made Now the peelin' is through and we got your pay
[Krayzie Bone] We no surrender We no pretender We bang bang
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