Thuggish Ruggish Bone

We're not against rap

We're not against rappers

But we are against those thugs (Thugs, thugs, thugs)

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

You're feelin' the strength of the rumps that bump

Hear the funk in the trunk that the thugstas feel

Just be thuggin', straight buzzin'

Lovin' yo peoples, 'cause we so real

Chill, better bring yo weapon when steppin', bring on that ammunition

Trippin' on sip

Not to mention, never knew no competition

But I gotta get mine, so scream out "Mo!", and let me hear ya holla

Nut about that mighty dollar

Roll with the Bone, Mo' Thugs will follow

Chain gang remaining the same

Flamin' my dank and drankin' brew

Thinkin' about that hangin', countin' my bankin

Thuggin' with trues, fools

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Get ready for the Bone and the Mo' Thug, bustas

You know me as a hustla

Try to creep and get beat

Maybe six feet, peep, gotta put them under

Straightjacket's, gotta make that money, mayne

It's still the same now

Bailin' in my black trench vest

You gotta be down to bang-bang

Come and get this teachin'

You're "soldiers" (How thugstas must act)

Me drinkin' me brew 'til me skull crack wig blew all the way back

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Now follow me now, roll, stroll off deep in The Land, but creep if you can

Take another swig to the brain, rose

Loc'in, steady chokin' off that potent smoke, and runnin' from the po-po now

Gotta get up with my thugstas

Right turn to the Double Glock

Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas

Puff, puff puff to the brain, shot

Left P-O-D'd and tweeded

Gotta get another case for my trunk

Olde English? Really don't need it

But in case my trues wanna get drunk

They pump Bone, so leave 'em alone, you don't wanna get shut down

Thug runnin' the Nine-Quad

And you better believe that we runnin' this Thug Style

So what now?

See the Bone Thug claim thug, never gon' change, so flame up

Sit back and just smoke the same cut

Leathaface on ah creep, and I came up

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Gotta give it on up to the Glock-Glock

Pop pop, better drop when the buckshot blow

The Bone in me never no hoe, so

No creepin' up outta the Ziplock

So Sin sip gin

And Little Mo Hart run up, nut up, and flipped in

Then slipped in the clip then

Me stickin' me bloody victim man, but they test nuts

To the chest and put 'em to rest, and but I won't test bucks

Put a hole up into me vest, and gotta get through my soul, but it won't budge

Mugged, drug me victim, the blood on me runnin' my mental

The thug in me stuck in me, keepin' it simple, the bud in me me running me pen, so

To the temple, buck when you duck, to the Thuggish Ruggish T's

St. Clair P's, to field, to the G's, and a buck to all of my enemies

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

We got Layzie and Krayzie

Bizzy's in the house

Wish is in the house

And Flesh

And Shatasha

Cleveland's definitely in the house

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone