作曲 : Britt, Gray, Hargrove ... Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont：thug mentality 1999 Krayzie I'm representin' mutha*******' thugline *******, in 1999/ you mutha******s wanna Find the real thugs and hustlas, *******? Come to the mutha*******' ghetto where we from/ now we're the real thugs -refrain- This how we livin' these days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and That one's for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta) Krayzie *******, these days, we kill you much quicker to get us some paper/ you feelin' Me? These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; everybody your enemy/ these days, it's Every ******* for they self Cuz it ain't no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice *******s get left/ and That's why These days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ tell 'em, these days You can't be *******' with *******s that's weak/ and these days, no tellin' when You'll meet your coffin I seen it too often, that's why ******* flossin' i take caution/ don't trip, *******t If you're rich, you're rich Cuz if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ grab your cash and split your *******t These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ unless you're ready to pull Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how come these days *******s wanna be the don of the mob? They claim it, but they never qualify for the job/ these days We bustin' at mutha******s quicker, simply cuz it's 1999, *******.... -refrain- K-mont Hey yo, i'm straight out of the bricks, and y'all ain't worthy to serve me/ i'm The type to jump out your bushes and bust you With the 30,30 you want beef? i pack pistol packin' utilities/ i'm the type of ******* that'll send letterbombs to all my enemies I can't even walk to the airport for bein' who i was/ the police all on my *******, Because they recognize a thug/ *******, We tryin' to get money, we don't respect the police/ until us thugs unite, it Ain't gon' never be no peace/ *******s be goin' to School with nothin' but murda on they mind; givin' a ******* about teachers/ Bustin' shotguns and 9's/ picture the scenes And screams and everybody runnin'/ get on your knees, and pray *******, cuz the Son of the lord is comin' Asu You know i came in time; that's my frame of mind/ now i'm able to separate the Deaf from the weak, dumb, and the blind *******s can't get none of mine/ not even some of mine/ just cuz you got on a Watch, *******, don't mean you know the time You stagnatin'/ you fags hatin' my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic potion Is devotion/ the nerve to hate what i Deserve to do wasn't a curse/ it was a signal; that's why that ass crashed, Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: rollin' while Infatuated/ i graduated; now i want my masters/ y'all done agitated disaster, And at every end's a start/ i slip in the art with My heart and soul/ it's smart to roll, but dumb to come/ don't become the one i Fold like a lawnchair/ you shouldn't have Gone there/ what's the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, jokers on Earth surface to surface, and any problem is Handled with same-day service? come on, come on, come on... -refrain- Bam We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set trip; it's our Spot/ gave y'all shots, and let the drama pop Don't escalate the 4-5-9, it's why we dead or alive/ point of survival/ let's Get points with real *******s lives/ but you only see Raw meat on streets; these *******s love their heat/ nowadays all bustas wanna Thug like me You see it be those ways that was so simple/ execution style to gristle/ from The chair, heard 'em Whistle for my *******/ mental is money, murda, ridin', dumpin' Head back to all of y'all since every *******s are hard and provin' they got the Bigger ****** Scared of the laws, told what he saw and what he lookin' like/ broke him off in The midnight I spared his life i said this *******t is tight -refrain-
作曲 : Britt, Gray, Hargrove ... Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont：thug mentality 1999 Krayzie I'm representin' mutha*******' thugline *******, in 1999/ you mutha******s wanna Find the real thugs and hustlas, *******? Come to the mutha*******' ghetto where we from/ now we're the real thugs -refrain- This how we livin' these days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and That one's for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta) Krayzie *******, these days, we kill you much quicker to get us some paper/ you feelin' Me? These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; everybody your enemy/ these days, it's Every ******* for they self Cuz it ain't no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice *******s get left/ and That's why These days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ tell 'em, these days You can't be *******' with *******s that's weak/ and these days, no tellin' when You'll meet your coffin I seen it too often, that's why ******* flossin' i take caution/ don't trip, *******t If you're rich, you're rich Cuz if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ grab your cash and split your *******t These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ unless you're ready to pull Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how come these days *******s wanna be the don of the mob? They claim it, but they never qualify for the job/ these days We bustin' at mutha******s quicker, simply cuz it's 1999, *******.... -refrain- K-mont Hey yo, i'm straight out of the bricks, and y'all ain't worthy to serve me/ i'm The type to jump out your bushes and bust you With the 30,30 you want beef? i pack pistol packin' utilities/ i'm the type of ******* that'll send letterbombs to all my enemies I can't even walk to the airport for bein' who i was/ the police all on my *******, Because they recognize a thug/ *******, We tryin' to get money, we don't respect the police/ until us thugs unite, it Ain't gon' never be no peace/ *******s be goin' to School with nothin' but murda on they mind; givin' a ******* about teachers/ Bustin' shotguns and 9's/ picture the scenes And screams and everybody runnin'/ get on your knees, and pray *******, cuz the Son of the lord is comin' Asu You know i came in time; that's my frame of mind/ now i'm able to separate the Deaf from the weak, dumb, and the blind *******s can't get none of mine/ not even some of mine/ just cuz you got on a Watch, *******, don't mean you know the time You stagnatin'/ you fags hatin' my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic potion Is devotion/ the nerve to hate what i Deserve to do wasn't a curse/ it was a signal; that's why that ass crashed, Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: rollin' while Infatuated/ i graduated; now i want my masters/ y'all done agitated disaster, And at every end's a start/ i slip in the art with My heart and soul/ it's smart to roll, but dumb to come/ don't become the one i Fold like a lawnchair/ you shouldn't have Gone there/ what's the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, jokers on Earth surface to surface, and any problem is Handled with same-day service? come on, come on, come on... -refrain- Bam We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set trip; it's our Spot/ gave y'all shots, and let the drama pop Don't escalate the 4-5-9, it's why we dead or alive/ point of survival/ let's Get points with real *******s lives/ but you only see Raw meat on streets; these *******s love their heat/ nowadays all bustas wanna Thug like me You see it be those ways that was so simple/ execution style to gristle/ from The chair, heard 'em Whistle for my *******/ mental is money, murda, ridin', dumpin' Head back to all of y'all since every *******s are hard and provin' they got the Bigger ****** Scared of the laws, told what he saw and what he lookin' like/ broke him off in The midnight I spared his life i said this *******t is tight -refrain-
