[Intro: Krayzie Bone]
Hey young thugs, the world is yours.
The world, the world, the world is yours.
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone] (X2)
Young thugs, my young thugs,
young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs,
young thugs, my young thugs,
young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs.
[Krayzie:]
Standin' outside is a broken thug, (that's me)
who don't wanna go home, (no...)
rather stand here frozen up,
hangin' out in the cold, zero below,
tryin' to find a soul,
before the mind is gone,
tryin' to find that guidin road,
and keep rollin' on, on, on, on,
rollin' on, you better keep rollin' on, on, on, on,
rollin' on, you better keep rollin' on.
[Wish:]
Everytime I look into the mirror keep on thinkin' I'm wrong, cause
I thought, I thought,
all I see lookin' back is a thug,
and I know I did wrong, young thug, young thug,
It's amazing how they give them second chances and they never said bone, all thugs, all thugs,
T.H.U.G., is all I wanna be,
all my little thuggers really thuggin' with me,
I really don't get it straight from proper, we done broke in the morn! (???),
make them stop it cause you know them thugstas don't know the bone!
[Chorus] (X2)
[Bizzy:]
See baby got it goin’ on,
but she was born in a f**ked up home,
and ain’t nobody filling her mama’s seen a vista, (?)
the n****s that’ll beat us every time she’s gone,
and ain’t nobody release her, here we go, again,
there he go again, I don’t wanna be here no more,
now I’m havin’ a baby, only n**** that help me,
(you don’t have to tell me, he went crazy and he left ya),
yea that n**** went crazy, but I thank him for the love, that’s all I’ve got, (wha)
baby got it goin’ on, nineteen, nail shop, bill drop, bling watch, I never fail,
who sippin with the head off, rep the prop, who give a f**k about a n**** now,
I do, and the s*** don’t stop, yea,
Till the casket drops, yea,
I’m more than I’ve got, got, got…
[Layzie:]
Once upon a time,
There was a little young n**** runnin’ wilda smokin’ weed,
and if you was lookin’ for whatever, he can get you what you need,
down thugsta with some props nobody never seen this ‘bout him,
one day somebody shot him, and the drama got started,
now his mama’s on the pipe, and bigger brother’s in jail,
n**** goin now cop a see, that got story to tell, see,
first he was just chillin, then his belly got hungry,
everybody in the family out for self, ain’t got no money,
so what’s a young thug to do now? (do now?)
ain’t nothin’ to do but hit the streets and get some heat n’ put the rules down,
that’s where’d he get the hustla, off to the races,
tryin’ to win it while he in it, actin’ badder, catchin’ cases,
before we knew it he was in too deep,
nowhere to run and no where to hide, he was in too deep,
he culda changed his life but no he didn’t,
now the little n**** layin’ dead in the grave still not listenin’…
[Chorus] (X2)
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