Thug Luv (feat. 2pac)

Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA

Nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it

Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo

I don't give a fuck where you lay at

It's time to slay these bitch made niggas

Pac Pac ride wit us ride wit us ride wit us

Pac Pac ride wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv

They ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is

Where my thugs at Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time

Well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do with it

Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know

That I won't fly that lesson you

Taught me to pull out my wesson you brought

And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all

We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto

I want settle get on my level they can't

Stop me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw

Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all

I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it

Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up

I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down

So quick to test bullet yes declare war

Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder mo' horror

For what the did it all pause for the cause and I

Fin to pull a nine or pistol little

Nigga wit mine fuck dem niggas it's on

All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor

In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord

Looking at death with the last of my breath

Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps

Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets

Deep in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe

That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in

Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland

Hahaha what's poppin nigga

Put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga

Thug Luv nigga we can do this like punks

And punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out

Pull your strap on me nigga you better kill be thug life baby

I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts

Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap

Praying to father please forgive me,

Police be rushing when they see me

I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life

Pleasure and pain, stuck in this game holler my name

We all gone die, we bleed through similar veins

You'se explain to me now don't panic when my guns bursts,

Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse

My nigga bone held the chrome till I came home

Thug Luv playas tell these bitch niggas bring it on

I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening

To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now

Who do you believe in hit the weed and grieve Its a,

Cold ass world niggas kill you in yo sleep, watch me

Until they stop me, bury murder me or drop me

I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me

Little thug from the land nigga never ran

Motherfuckers out to get me they don't understand

It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas

Down to put in some work do some dirt

Fuckin round with the band Bone Thugs N Harmony

Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma

Everything I do it seem to cause drama

Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya

So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust

For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us

Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the Art Of War

Putting niggas on the floor

When I'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror

Causing much pain to the nigga that dared us

Trying to put a twist in this thugsta

Era Paired up with a nigga like Pac

And a nigga like me gotta stay high

Thug Luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky

But I'm still in the hood smoke and fry

So I beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery

Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century

Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down

Down with the dirt and we don't fuck around

Buck a couple of rounds and if

You're passing through then hit the ground

And don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga

Artillery thick and you don't want to get to fuckin with this

I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend

I reload buck a little more flee the scene

'Fore the po-po even know what you lookin for

They don't know a motherfucker with a leatherface hey

Man she said I ran this way said I ran that way

You hoes'll never know because I got away yeah

A criminal mind a nigga on the level sometimes

So get high and analyze your crime

Directly organized with results you'll be surprised

Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can

Ride playa hating niggas you gots to die

It's over wit Bone better leave it

Alone Mo Thug I'm cracking fuckin domes

Still in the hood where the thugs play fuckin wit nothin but thugs man

Ain't taking no shorts or no losses

We crackin them domes around my way

Give it to 'em on another level nigga

Get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead

Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red

Fuck with mine will be see in the moonlight

Cause we out ridin looking for you

Better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust

Straight got the Infrared put it on his forehead make some moves

Send flowers straight to his home

Put a card in the motherfucker send it to his mama

Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone

Pac Pac ride wit us ride wit us ride wit us

Pac Pac ride wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv