fuckin dogs come through ok? This belongs to us man. We the fuckin thugs. 1 - we thugs What you ain't heard of us, man we motherfuckin murderers Nigga we thugs
Übersetzung: Magic. Thugs.
come through OK? This belongs to us man. We the fuckin thugs. [1:] We thugs What you ain't heard of us, man we motherfuckin murderers Nigga we thugs
I trust? Got my mama stressin thinkin it's a drug bust Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached We living a Drug Life, Thug Life, each day could
got to get to listenin' to Mr. Magic cuttin' up the hits and even though I had habit makin' words rhyme I was caught up in the madness Juvenile thugs
thug And have you ever made love with candles and bubbles sippin in your tub Touch me and let me activate your blood pressure This thug pleasure helps
like daddy, come on, sun shine turn to rain,baby I can take away ya pain if ya trust me close ya eyes feel tha magic neva leave when ya need me I do
) Turn it up! (This my shit right here, Bone back together baby) Let's go! (In these days and times of my life) Yeah, yeah, yeah, Bone Thugs-N-Harmonyyyyyy
Saturday Thugs... Everyday thugs we be Bone thug... I Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday Thugs... Everyday thugs we be Bone thug
around cars with no regards for this traffic look how i yank it, yea i yank it makin it look like it's magic [Wish:] If you see that dash strong ya know
Everybody, everybody [Intro 4] No-to-rious, Thugs Nuthin but them thugsters Nuthin but them thugster thugsters No-to-rious, Thugs Nuthin but them thugsters Nuthin but them thugster
: [Bizzy] I promise that I'll hunt you bastards Zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry Is you ready for me magic? Let 'em blast, and
it blow your mind away (baby) go on to your little hideaway Cause white lines (what do white lines do) blow away Blow, rock, blow A million magic crystals
order of my list that it's in - It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac... [Echoes] [Verse: 2Pac] Where my thugs at Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug
Hallelujah" I do ya, cause you don't know me baby BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! This is for my Crips and my Bloods And all my gangstas and thugs that show
shot but I'm still breathing Sent niggaz back to Pittsburgh With they necks wrapped up no lie See that's what happens when slugs fly Doves cry when a thug
Da God) A nigga like me, man, I love the game, I love the hustle, man I be feeling like one of them ball playing niggaz, you know? A Bird, a Magic, or
up I seen fear in your eyes, the tears in your eyes He can't hug you like I hug you Better yet love you like this thug do [Chorus - Mario Winans] You