[Chorus: repeat 2x]
  Everybody wanna be thugs
  They really don't cause if they lived my life they'd understand
  Niggaz for they self, no love
  And it ain't nothin better than a gun in hand
  
  [Verse 1: Krayzie]
  I'm lookin at all my niggaz on the corner still trying to come up on something
  Like some paper, cash money
  Two-double-o-zero, niggaz is desperate to make it
  Battlin Satan, but the plate that he made us looks so tasty
  Temptation over took my devils persuasion
  Makin me chase the paper while trying to break 'em, I blaze 'em
  Then I raise up, nigga that's the way thugs do it
  See it don't say nothin just to find out we kinda stupid
  In the streets we play for keeps
  Niggaz ain't comin back for revenge or whatever, loc
  We havin none of that, so scandalous
  You better keep your protection
  Cause the grass and the blunts ain't the only thing we wet up
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Verse 2: Krayzie]
  See, I've been runnin from the po-po ever since I was 11
  Nigga bellin, ain't tryin to get kept and slept in the cell, man
  A lot like my daddy, but then again I'm like myself
  Keep my nose in my business and worry about nobody else
  Got a mind of my own aside from Bone
  So nigga don't think that you can run up and test me when I'm alone
  Cause I got the chrome
  Talk mo' shit I'm still a street thug, but I make mo' hits (mo' hits)
  Platinum packin magnum never leave the house without it
  And if he bout it don't sing about it nigga bring up out that shit
  Thugline, frontline
  Nigga it ain't scared, we done time
  Leatherface is on the rampage, murder mangler, strangler
  What you came with it just ain't enough
  To tame the thug, we aim to drain the blood from your skull
  Rappin but we dangerous, dangerous
  
  [Chorus: repeat 2x]
  
  [Verse 3: Krayzie]
  Now to my youngsters with they guns
  Out on the corner perfomin tryna to be soldiers
  Just remember that I told ya, slow down, down, down
  I know you wanna be a thug, and do what we done
  But if it ain't inside your blood then this ain't the game that you tryin to
  play
  Just like one of my niggaz tried to hang, and he died in a day
  Awww, shame, shame, shame
  Bullet hit him in the brain
  And he was a thug nigga, you get the picture?
  Picture niggaz in a single file line
  All crying, upset because their niggaz died, nobody know why
  It's so many dying cause too many trying to shine
  We all trying to swang on the same godamned vine
  It's about that time for the thugs to unite
  And let this motherfucka burn tonight (tonight, night)
  If you a thug get up and join this thug nation (thug nation)
  We got guns waitin (guns waitin)
  Soon as the enemy run up, blaze 'em (blaze 'em)
  
  [Chorus 'til fade]