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Krayzie, bam, asu, and mentality 1999

I'm muthafuckin' thugline nigga, in 1999/ you muthafuckers wanna
Find the thugs and hustlas, nigga?
Come to the muthafuckin' ghetto where we from/ now we're the real

This how we livin' days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and
That for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta)

Nigga, these days, we kill you much quicker to get us paper/ you feelin'
Me?
days, you gotta be packin' a gun; everybody your enemy/ these days, it's
Every for they self
'cause it no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice niggas get left/ and
why
These days, you gotta be raw out on the streets/ tell 'em, these days
You can't be fuckin' with that's weak/ and these days, no tellin' when
You'll meet your
I seen it too often, that's why fuck flossin' I take don't trip, shit
If rich, you're rich
'cause if you slip, somebody to get at you/ grab your cash and split your

These days, on the low-low and away from po-po/ unless you're ready to pull

Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how come these days niggas be the don of the mob?
They claim it, but they qualify for the job/ these days
We bustin' at muthafuckers quicker, simply 'cause 1999, nigga....


Hey yo, I'm out of the bricks, and y'all ain't worthy to serve me/ i'm
The type to jump out your and bust you
With the 30,30 you want beef? I pack pistol packin' I'm the type of
that'll send letterbombs to all my enemies
I even walk to the airport for bein' who I was/ the police all on my dick,
Because recognize a thug/ nigga,
We tryin' to get money, we don't respect the police/ until us unite, it
Ain't gon' never be no peace/ be goin' to
School with but murda on they mind; givin' a fuck about teachers/
Bustin' shotguns and picture the scenes
And screams and everybody runnin'/ get on your knees, and nigga, 'cause the
Son of the lord is
Asu
You know I came in time; that's my of mind/ now I'm able to separate the
Deaf the weak, dumb, and the blind
Niggas can't get none of mine/ not even some of mine/ 'cause you got on a
Watch, nigga, don't you know the time
You stagnatin'/ you hatin' my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic potion
Is devotion/ the nerve to hate i
Deserve to do wasn't a curse/ it was a signal; that's why ass crashed,
Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: while
Infatuated/ I graduated; now I want my masters/ y'all done disaster,
And at end's a start/ I slip in the art with
My heart and soul/ it's smart to roll, but dumb to come/ become the one i
like a lawnchair/ you shouldn't have
Gone there/ what's the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, on
Earth to surface, and any problem is
Handled with same-day service? come on, on, come on...

Bam
We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set it's our
Spot/ gave shots, and let the drama pop
Don't escalate the 4-5-9, it's why we dead or alive/ point of survival/
Get points with real niggas lives/ but you see
Raw meat on streets; niggas love their heat/ nowadays all bustas wanna
like me
You see it be those ways that was so simple/ execution style to from
The chair, 'em
Whistle for my nigga/ mental is money, murda, ridin',
Head back to all of since every niggas are hard and provin' they got the
Bigger
of the laws, told what he saw and what he lookin' like/ broke him off in
The
I spared his life I said shit is tight