Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thug Stories, artist - Bone Thugs
Date of issue: 24.07.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thug Stories |
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 niggas 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 ammunation, but they didn’t hit him, they missed him |
(oh shit, hot damn!) |
So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin off his shit |
And hit one of them niggas back off in the skillet, left him with his wig-split |
And one of the niggas, he dropped his GUN and started to RUN |
As soon as he took one step, the nigga was DONE, DONE, he was DONE! |
He took a shot to the abdomen, and 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, glory 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! |
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, niggas 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 niggas down |
Anything you want, I’ll get it, I’mma claim the whole town |
I’m a nigga, you’sa nigga, she’s a nigga, we some niggas |
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! |
I gotta story for your ass… |
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 niggas stack mine up and snatch shit? |
Everything was good at the few licks, but niggas 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, scrap! |
So we made our getaway, and had to lay low, law low! |
But it ain’t over, till one of us sees that crossroads! |
But damn, carmern comes right back, comes right back |
Same old niggas 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! |