Thug Stories - Bone Thugs N Harmony
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I knew this ni**a that used to be large on the boulevard
This ni**a was ballin y'all big house driveway full of cars
This ni**a would pull up in brand new Caddies packed-up full of broads
Bossin flossin all his ghetto superstar
Until some young niggaz decided they was gon pull his card
And one night when he came home they was in the bushes in his yard
As soon as he pulled up they jumped out the bushes
And let out off they ammunation but they didn't hit him they missed him
(oh sh*t hot damn )
So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin off his sh*t
And hit one of them niggaz back off in the skillet left him with his wig-split
And one of the niggaz he dropped his GUN and started to RUN
As soon as he took one step the ni**a was DONE DONE he was DONE
He took a shot to the abdomen and as he blasted the last one
He'll survive it but they wont be alive to tell that - thug story
Livin in the city is really no nuts no glory no nuts no glory glory glory
Thug Stories you wanna hear some thug stories
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You wanna hear some thug stories
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We got some real thug stories
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We come with the ones we come with the guns we come with the heat that go bang
Backin them brains deep in the hood it still is an everyday thang sh*t
Just last week a ni**a was comin from work to feed his kids
Got caught in the crossfire we couldn't take the sh*t he did
Always the innocent feelin the losses in the ghetto
And if you're from here you probably is a rebel
That been through some sh*t seen some sh*t you couldn't bear
Only a few make it out niggaz dead or in jail
I figured that I would just give you my story
Forever I'm thuggin it's the only thang for me
Been shot stabbed kicked punched every night gettin drunk
Prove I'm not a punk sellin my llell on the first of the month
Smokin sherm sticks and blunts known for layin niggaz down
Anything you want I'll get it I'ma claim the whole town
I'm a ni**a you'sa ni**a she's a ni**a we some niggaz
Wouldn't you like to be a ni**a too We got some we got some
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I gotta story for your a**
I remember hustlin down on the corner that's what thugstas do
Then it got too hectic wanted my money got all my own crew
Why work so hard let these other niggaz stack mine up and snatch sh*t
Everything was good at the few licks but niggaz got greedy aw sh*t
Recruited the law that's when thangs went downhill
All she had to do was swipe his keys dump 'em and put 'em right back there
But I guess he seen her cause we got that heat
He was waiting right there there waitin right there
Shots went out everybody runs except baby-girl
I turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl
And we cant leave her not like that not like that
But damn I think she gone Here come the po-pos and we scrap scrap
So we made our getaway and had to lay low law low
But it ain't over till one of us sees that crossroads
But damn carmern comes right back comes right back
Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps damn
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