Still Thuggish Ruggish Lyrics by Bizzy Bone

Still Thuggish Ruggish Lyrics

    (Verse 1)
    Niggas stay hashed out, hashed out
    Mash on these niggas til we passed out, passed out
    Laugh at these niggas cause we assed out, lets bow
    These niggas smacked me in the fast lane
    last thangs I need is enemies, is that fame?
    Well that shit is lame oh no
    Original bang bang gotta maintain the main thang baby
    Lately always runnin from ladies
    cause no one's thinkin bout my babies
    Just maybe I'll be lonely left, cause y'all gone crazy
    Got everybody out here wonderin if I'm broke, I don't play that
    And we pray, and we pray
    let everybody say that, and you can do what the fuck you wanna do
    Not like way back, hey
    Got mail from the payback, it's evil all around
    Now, here we are, praise God, don't hold us down
    Praise God, don't hold us down
    Praise God, don't hold us down
    If you got to get your clown on wit'cha
    top down when ya hear the cop sound
    I gotta go punch em, calm down
    And when you're in the club drunk and you think you see a punk
    he just might have a pump in the trunk, and ready to fuck you up(up)
    You niggas can't get near me by not carryin the load(load)
    as soon as you get babies, she can't wait to say, hello
    These niggas think they Panthers, keep movin, go get some Pampers
    any questions get on your knees and get the answer
    Evidently everyday (Chorus)
    Who the only nigga you know?
    Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish?
    Ooh ain't shit changed Who the only nigga you know?
    Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish?
    Ooh ain't shit changed Who the only nigga you know?
    Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish?
    I still do the ditches with my song still fuckin with the lights on Sit up and real enough to look at the kids
    and tell em momma ain't with us, us, us, us ... (Verse 2)
    It won't be easy believe this
    We were birth inside the fetus
    ghetto mamas still caught up in ghetto drama think of Columbine,
    pop pop, what if it happened to mine?
    Will I get paid and keep quiet, or say, fuck that and start a riot?
    Niggas lyin to me demons keep flyin to me
    chuckin many in the street pimpin me fakin lets make history
    My people keep the flame in me help me make this money on my family
    I can feel it even if I died burn me
    They can't kill it if they wanted to my spirits keep on hauntin you
    Can't wait cause I'm the realest
    I come with the wickedness and pillage the village
    Stick with runaways
    Fuck these house niggas and grab your crotch nigga
    You slouch rat mouse, niggas bounce, niggas bounce, niggas bounce (Chorus) (Verse 3)
    And my daddy, daddy, daddy's on the chain gang
    tell em bout the gunline boss the same thing
    And I hope they took a good picture somebody's out to get ya
    Lay me down shit's gonna happen right up wit cha
    I've seen murder on the news burnin smellin up the room
    And the bang won't let me sleep
    I put in me latch, latched with a broom
    Strategize like, ahh, and it will materialize
    Fantisize like, ahh, and never materialize
    What am I the dead weight? It'll be okay
    I’m hopin that choo choo ride out the real chance, real here
    So all my people with AIDS we can sit down and play some spades
    I ain't afraid to to die smoked with Eazy everyday (Chorus till fade)

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