Thug Stories Lyrics
| Song | Thug Stories |
| Artist | Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
| Album | Thug Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bone Thugs N Harmony ... | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| I knew this nigga that used to be large on the boulevard | |
| This nigga was ballin' y'all, big house driveway full of cars | |
| This nigga would pull up in brand new | |
| Caddies, packed-up full of broads | |
| Bossin', flossin', all his ghetto superstar | |
| Until some young niggaz decided they was gon' pull his card | |
| And one night when he came home, they was in the bushes in his yard | |
| As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the bushes | |
| And let out off they ammunition, but they didn't hit him, they missed him | |
| So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin' off his shit | |
| And hit one of them niggaz back off in the skillet | |
| Left him with his wig-split and one of the niggaz | |
| He dropped his gun and started to run | |
| As soon as he took one step, that nigga was done, done, he was done | |
| He took a shot to the abdomen as he blasted the last one | |
| He'll survive it, but they won't be alive to tell that | |
| Thug story livin' in the city is really no nuts, no glory | |
| No nuts, no glory | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| We come with the ones, we come with the guns | |
| We come with the heat that go bang! | |
| Backin' them brains, deep in the hood | |
| It still is an everyday thang, shit | |
| Just last week, a nigga was comin' from work | |
| To feed his kids | |
| Got caught in the crossfire | |
| We couldn't take the shit he did | |
| Always the innocent feelin' the losses in the ghetto | |
| And if you're from here, you probably is a rebel | |
| That been through some shit, seen some shit you couldn't bear | |
| Only a few make it out, niggaz dead or in jail | |
| I figured that | |
| I would just give you my story | |
| Forever I'm thuggin', it's the only thang for me | |
| Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night, gettin' drunk | |
| Prove I'm not a punk, sellin' my llell on the first of the month | |
| Smokin' sherm, sticks and blunts, known for layin' niggaz down | |
| Anything you want, | |
| I'll get it, | |
| I'ma claim the whole town | |
| I'm a nigga, you's a nigga, she's a nigga, we some niggaz | |
| Wouldn't you like to be a nigga too? | |
| We got some, we got some | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| I remember hustlin' down on the corner, that's what thugstas do | |
| Then it got too hectic, wanted my money got all my own crew | |
| Why work so hard, let these other niggaz stack mine up | |
| And snatch shit? | |
| Everything was good at the few licks | |
| But niggaz got greedy, aw shit | |
| Recruited the law, that's when, thangs went downhill | |
| All she had to do was swipe his keys | |
| Dump 'em and put 'em right back there | |
| But I guess he seen her, 'cause we got that heat | |
| He was waiting right there, there, waitin' right there | |
| Shots went out, everybody runs except baby girl | |
| I, turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl | |
| And we can't leave her, not like that, not like that | |
| But damn, | |
| I think she gone, here come the po-pos and we scrap | |
| So we made our getaway, and had to lay low | |
| But it ain't over, till one of us sees that crossroads | |
| But damn, | |
| Carmern comes right back, comes right back | |
| Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps, damn | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories |
| zuo ci : Bone Thugs N Harmony ... | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| I knew this nigga that used to be large on the boulevard | |
| This nigga was ballin' y' all, big house driveway full of cars | |
| This nigga would pull up in brand new | |
| Caddies, packedup full of broads | |
| Bossin', flossin', all his ghetto superstar | |
| Until some young niggaz decided they was gon' pull his card | |
| And one night when he came home, they was in the bushes in his yard | |
| As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the bushes | |
| And let out off they ammunition, but they didn' t hit him, they missed him | |
| So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin' off his shit | |
| And hit one of them niggaz back off in the skillet | |
| Left him with his wigsplit and one of the niggaz | |
| He dropped his gun and started to run | |
| As soon as he took one step, that nigga was done, done, he was done | |
| He took a shot to the abdomen as he blasted the last one | |
| He' ll survive it, but they won' t be alive to tell that | |
| Thug story livin' in the city is really no nuts, no glory | |
| No nuts, no glory | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| We come with the ones, we come with the guns | |
| We come with the heat that go bang! | |
| Backin' them brains, deep in the hood | |
| It still is an everyday thang, shit | |
| Just last week, a nigga was comin' from work | |
| To feed his kids | |
| Got caught in the crossfire | |
| We couldn' t take the shit he did | |
| Always the innocent feelin' the losses in the ghetto | |
| And if you' re from here, you probably is a rebel | |
| That been through some shit, seen some shit you couldn' t bear | |
| Only a few make it out, niggaz dead or in jail | |
| I figured that | |
| I would just give you my story | |
| Forever I' m thuggin', it' s the only thang for me | |
| Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night, gettin' drunk | |
| Prove I' m not a punk, sellin' my llell on the first of the month | |
| Smokin' sherm, sticks and blunts, known for layin' niggaz down | |
| Anything you want, | |
| I' ll get it, | |
| I' ma claim the whole town | |
| I' m a nigga, you' s a nigga, she' s a nigga, we some niggaz | |
| Wouldn' t you like to be a nigga too? | |
| We got some, we got some | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| I remember hustlin' down on the corner, that' s what thugstas do | |
| Then it got too hectic, wanted my money got all my own crew | |
| Why work so hard, let these other niggaz stack mine up | |
| And snatch shit? | |
| Everything was good at the few licks | |
| But niggaz got greedy, aw shit | |
| Recruited the law, that' s when, thangs went downhill | |
| All she had to do was swipe his keys | |
| Dump ' em and put ' em right back there | |
| But I guess he seen her, ' cause we got that heat | |
| He was waiting right there, there, waitin' right there | |
| Shots went out, everybody runs except baby girl | |
| I, turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl | |
| And we can' t leave her, not like that, not like that | |
| But damn, | |
| I think she gone, here come the popos and we scrap | |
| So we made our getaway, and had to lay low | |
| But it ain' t over, till one of us sees that crossroads | |
| But damn, | |
| Carmern comes right back, comes right back | |
| Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps, damn | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories |
| zuò cí : Bone Thugs N Harmony ... | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| I knew this nigga that used to be large on the boulevard | |
| This nigga was ballin' y' all, big house driveway full of cars | |
| This nigga would pull up in brand new | |
| Caddies, packedup full of broads | |
| Bossin', flossin', all his ghetto superstar | |
| Until some young niggaz decided they was gon' pull his card | |
| And one night when he came home, they was in the bushes in his yard | |
| As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the bushes | |
| And let out off they ammunition, but they didn' t hit him, they missed him | |
| So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin' off his shit | |
| And hit one of them niggaz back off in the skillet | |
| Left him with his wigsplit and one of the niggaz | |
| He dropped his gun and started to run | |
| As soon as he took one step, that nigga was done, done, he was done | |
| He took a shot to the abdomen as he blasted the last one | |
| He' ll survive it, but they won' t be alive to tell that | |
| Thug story livin' in the city is really no nuts, no glory | |
| No nuts, no glory | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| We come with the ones, we come with the guns | |
| We come with the heat that go bang! | |
| Backin' them brains, deep in the hood | |
| It still is an everyday thang, shit | |
| Just last week, a nigga was comin' from work | |
| To feed his kids | |
| Got caught in the crossfire | |
| We couldn' t take the shit he did | |
| Always the innocent feelin' the losses in the ghetto | |
| And if you' re from here, you probably is a rebel | |
| That been through some shit, seen some shit you couldn' t bear | |
| Only a few make it out, niggaz dead or in jail | |
| I figured that | |
| I would just give you my story | |
| Forever I' m thuggin', it' s the only thang for me | |
| Been shot, stabbed, kicked, punched, every night, gettin' drunk | |
| Prove I' m not a punk, sellin' my llell on the first of the month | |
| Smokin' sherm, sticks and blunts, known for layin' niggaz down | |
| Anything you want, | |
| I' ll get it, | |
| I' ma claim the whole town | |
| I' m a nigga, you' s a nigga, she' s a nigga, we some niggaz | |
| Wouldn' t you like to be a nigga too? | |
| We got some, we got some | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| I remember hustlin' down on the corner, that' s what thugstas do | |
| Then it got too hectic, wanted my money got all my own crew | |
| Why work so hard, let these other niggaz stack mine up | |
| And snatch shit? | |
| Everything was good at the few licks | |
| But niggaz got greedy, aw shit | |
| Recruited the law, that' s when, thangs went downhill | |
| All she had to do was swipe his keys | |
| Dump ' em and put ' em right back there | |
| But I guess he seen her, ' cause we got that heat | |
| He was waiting right there, there, waitin' right there | |
| Shots went out, everybody runs except baby girl | |
| I, turn around to see your boy get one in baby girl | |
| And we can' t leave her, not like that, not like that | |
| But damn, | |
| I think she gone, here come the popos and we scrap | |
| So we made our getaway, and had to lay low | |
| But it ain' t over, till one of us sees that crossroads | |
| But damn, | |
| Carmern comes right back, comes right back | |
| Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps, damn | |
| Thug stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories | |
| You wanna hear some thug stories? | |
| We got some real thug stories |
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