L-Burna (Layzie Bone) - My n***az lyrics

(Chorus) Stop, stop, everybody what's that sound? Ak-47, so you better hit the ground Stop, stop, everybody what's that sound? Ak-47, n***a get the f** down! (L-Burna) Have you kicked it with this thug lately? Well, if not, you need to try, Baby,look deep into my mind, and you could find just what the game made me Rough and rugged, come get this thuggish ruggish rush Get a taste of what these b**hes just can't touch And I be the number one a**asin, second to none and steadily blastin' All of my n***as that know me ain't askin' what I be doin' to get this cash And ?? went out of fashion ?? to get you laid down This St. Clair thugsta Bone So all of them n***as that's flossin' the industry We put one thru your dome n***a, here I go again, thuggish ruggish in the Benz b**hes love me with these ends Braids blowin' off in the wind Tossin' forties out the windows with the top dropped, and my glock co*ked Little n***a, that block made hot, and i'm that n***a that blew the spot Double nine to the 2 tripple zero, millenium hero n***a, I stay right with my people, 'cause these wicked a** streets be lethal n***as is see thru, they transparent, they ghost writin' 'Cause a n***a like me, i'm tired Keep a good reach up on my pile day and night It's about that business, n***a, get checked, respect what's mine Any you n***as cross the gunline, you can bet that a** is mine n***a, we done sold 30 million plus, who f**in' with that? n***a, wanna test me and what I represent, i'll f** you with a rap That's why I be tuckin' my strap up under my lap when I get my creep on Reason I stress this sh** in each song, 'Cause I mean it when i'm screamin' murda Have you ever heard of a n***a that went and got it? Got a glock, then really shot it, mothaf**as that's bout it bout it Little young n***as that's doin' they thing True of game, are Thug Emortalz n***a, don't make me have to force my hand and body 'round your torso But of course, hold no remorse for enemies or advasaries It be body bags and caskets, skull and bones and cemetaries (Chorus)4x Stop, stop, everybody what's that sound? Ak-47, so you better hit the ground