Krayzie Bone - Can't f** With Us lyrics

[Intro:Krayzie] Oh sh**! these n***as can't ready for this sh** n***a, trust me! f** that n***a, it's mothaf**in K in my Leathaface (uh-huh) in this mothaf**er, yeah (once again, it's on) Represent that sh** (don and dewel) [Krayzie] It's the n***as on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline (K-mon, Krayzie Bone, Thugline, Two-Thousand) It's the n***as on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline (Everybody start takin these fake thugs about the game, yeah) [Verse 1: Asu] As the sky darking, automatics keep a sparking Would you k**ed for the paper I'll be a full time hater I just found myself to love ya a b**h a** n***as When they come around when I sneeze tryin to play me and I squeeze To pull to ya back - maybe one of your face Riding n***a another dick is what I called disgrace You can take it how you want it n***a you know who you are? You know talent a** rapper plus you're far from the star You just outta work acting n***a playing it row But I'ma show you how I can do when my heart gets cold? You can handle this right gentleman and battle with his or we can take this to the street to get it some gangsta sh** n***as loves companies to prepare for the riot I'ma ride for the Thugline, the Fed no man forgot I'ma continue to get money n***a I don't know 'bout you But I'm straight out of the bricks, mothaf**er I thought you knew [Hook x2] If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high If we roll, take natch in sky on public Real k**as gon' die, can't f** with us [Krayzie: Talking] Yeah, it's Thugline baby Real mothaf**ers thugs back in this... [Verse 2: Krayzie] We got this mothaf**a just tazz and all these bustas like they stole some (stole some) Two-thousand and mo' my money relation they change row some, n***a and game away but I'm feeling alittle bigger, alittle co*ky It ain't breast broad sh** - but a Twelve gauge n***a wanna get yo' Leatherface to get it inside of Gemini Plus Mentalities got a few of 'em inside so they can make 'em k** a n***a f** you, if you ain't a Thugline - who gives a f** about you? They can run Leatherface all of you n***as sh** with lagging It's stupid - past with this Pick for talk and blast with this And did it for n***a come back for something Because I'ma mad at these weapons right HERE And mamacita and gimme the heat, hot co*ked and ready to burn and got FIRE we spit FIRE And where are my thugs at? Where the f** are my thugs at? Find of fake n***as duck us and who you put your gun at? Thugs for life, this sh** is in my Blood for life And I'ma Bust Slugs for mine [Hook x2] If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high If we roll, take natch in sky on public Real k**as gon' die, can't f** with us [Verse 3: Young Dre] Say now, is it n***a match fo' and mo' Feeliated with the man ah! my n***a open do' Something prove - fo' and mo', fisting charge Take the torch - you ride with it Real dough and ?? ninning, drop the top and side with it Can't f** with us - representin it real Soldi' still coming for the hill, road is blood stay in dollar deal For the goodness come and get k**ers in my red Fed they fond - cause man I ask n***as used to crazy k**ers, k**ers - ready to ride down to the high We ballers, ballers - when that desper in yo' mind Too much that you live for, when the b**h made n***as in yo' wig or we f** Ki' Poul - that's to be here to get it to the end Say now, here where we sees in my clique the house dope to close the shop is who we b**h - on the dick, get yo' mo' sh** Wannabe rappers plannin gangsta now - sash po's, hell lope Most caminion 'round Hell No! you ever get f** these hustlas [Hook x5] If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die yes you know, fa sho place right high If we roll, take natch in sky on public Real k**as gon' die, can't f** with us [Krayzie: Talking] F'real n***a, I don't wanna be f**ed with the Thugline n***a Off to the mothaf**in real n***a Mothaf**in is too mothaf**in hard goin' on n***a Straight from the god damn streets Yeah, my mothaf**in n***a is in this mothaf**er in Thugline, n***a Rest in peace to all the n***as that f** with me and them n***as in mothaf**in Thugline n***a Don't let us be the n***as you runnin' to yo' on god damn streets n***a I'm just gon' tell you that And f** every mothaf**in body, crazy.. city.. b**h You n***as don't see what kind of mothaf**in n***as be hears, right Two-thousand n***a, Thugline sunsh** down in this mothaf**a We don't give a f** about ya Runnin' mothaf**a mouth in this sh** bro' [Laughs] And that's real n***a Got us say what's up to them n***as who put this sh** togetha Y'knowwahtI'msayin', much love to them n***as Samposted, Manhouse and Heatvisions in this mothaf**a Ehh, what's up to my mothaf**in Squad n***a, Thugline Records Shut your a** down, like I told ya n***a, f** what ya heard? This sh** is real! [Repeats and fades]