Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thug Stories, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Date of issue: 18.09.2006
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! |