Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Still Thuggish Ruggish , by - Bizzy Bone. Release date: 13.07.2015
Song language: English
Still Thuggish Ruggish |
| Niggas stay hashed out, hashed out |
| Mash on these niggas til we passed out, passed out |
| Laugh at these niggas cause we assed out, lets bow |
| These niggas smacked me in the fast lane |
| Last thangs I need is enemies, is that fame? |
| Well that shit is lame oh no |
| Original bang bang gotta maintain the main thang baby |
| Lately always runnin from ladies |
| Cause no one’s thinkin bout my babies |
| Just maybe I’ll be lonely left, cause y’all gone crazy |
| Got everybody out here wonderin if I’m broke, I don’t play that |
| And we pray, and we pray |
| Let everybody say that, and you can do what the fuck you wanna do |
| Not like way back, hey |
| Got mail from the payback, it’s evil all around |
| Now, here we are, praise God, don’t hold us down |
| Praise God, don’t hold us down |
| Praise God, don’t hold us down |
| If you got to get your clown on wit’cha |
| Top down when ya hear the cop sound |
| I gotta go punch em, calm down |
| And when you’re in the club drunk and you think you see a punk |
| He just might have a pump in the trunk, and ready to fuck you up (up) |
| You niggas can’t get near me by not carryin the load (load) |
| As soon as you get babies, she can’t wait to say, hello |
| These niggas think they Panthers, keep movin, go get some Pampers |
| Any questions get on your knees and get the answer |
| Evidently everyday |
| Who the only nigga you know? |
| Who the only nigga you know, that’s thuggish ruggish? |
| Ooh ain’t shit changed |
| Who the only nigga you know? |
| Who the only nigga you know, that’s thuggish ruggish? |
| Ooh ain’t shit changed |
| Who the only nigga you know? |
| Who the only nigga you know, that’s thuggish ruggish? |
| I still do the ditches with my song still fuckin with the lights on |
| Sit up and real enough to look at the kids |
| And tell em momma ain’t with us, us, us, us … |
| It won’t be easy believe this |
| We were birth inside the fetus |
| Ghetto mamas still caught up in ghetto drama think of Columbine |
| Pop pop, what if it happened to mine? |
| Will I get paid and keep quiet, or say, fuck that and start a riot? |
| Niggas lyin to me demons keep flyin to me |
| Chuckin many in the street pimpin me fakin lets make history |
| My people keep the flame in me help me make this money on my family |
| I can feel it even if I died burn me |
| They can’t kill it if they wanted to my spirits keep on hauntin you |
| Can’t wait cause I’m the realest |
| I come with the wickedness and pillage the village |
| Stick with runaways |
| Fuck these house niggas and grab your crotch nigga |
| You slouch rat mouse, niggas bounce, niggas bounce, niggas bounce |
| And my daddy, daddy, daddy’s on the chain gang |
| Tell em bout the gunline boss the same thing |
| And I hope they took a good picture somebody’s out to get ya |
| Lay me down shit’s gonna happen right up wit cha |
| I’ve seen murder on the news burnin smellin up the room |
| And the bang won’t let me sleep |
| I put in me latch, latched with a broom |
| Strategize like, ahh, and it will materialize |
| Fantisize like, ahh, and never materialize |
| What am I the dead weight? |
| It’ll be okay |
| I’m hopin that choo choo ride out the real chance, real here |
| So all my people with AIDS we can sit down and play some spades |
| I ain’t afraid to to die smoked with Eazy everyday |
| (Chorus till fade) |