Bizzy Bone feat. 2 pac Still Thuggish Ruggish Lyrics

n____s stay hashed out, hashed out. Mash on these n____s 憈il we passed out, passed out. Laugh at these n____s 慶ause we a__ed out, lets bow. These n____s smacked me in the fast lane, last thangs I need is enemies, is that fame? Well, that s___ is lame, oh no. Original bang bang, gotta maintain the main thang, baby. Lately, always runnin?from ladies, 慶ause no one抯 thinkin?慴out my baby抯. Just maybe i抣l be lonely left, 慶ause y抋ll gone crazy. Got everybody out here wonderin?if i抦 broke, I don抰 play that. And we pray, and we pray, let everybody say that, and you can do what the f___ you wanna do. Not like way back, hey, got mail from the payback, it抯 evil all around. Now, here we are, praise God, don抰 hold us down, praise God, don抰 hold us down, praise God, don抰 hold us down. If you got to get your clown on wit�?ha top down, when ya hear the cop sound, I gotta go punch 慹m, calm down. And when you抮e in the club drunk, and you think you see a punk, he just might have a pump in the t
runk, and ready to f___ you up(up). You n____s can抰 get near me by not carryin?the load(load), as soon as you get babies, she can抰 wait to say, hello. These n____s think they Panthers, keep movin? go get some Pampers, any questions, get on your knees and get the answer. Evidently everyday.

Who the only n____ you know? Who the only n____ you know, that抯 thuggish
ruggish? Ooh, ain抰 s___ changed.

I still do the ditches with my song, still f___in?with the lights on. Sit up, and real enough to look at the kids, and tell 慹m, momma ain抰 with us, us, us, us ...

It won抰 be easy, believe this. We were birth inside the fetus, ghetto mamas still caught up in ghetto drama, think of Columbine, pop pop, what if it happened to mine? Will I get paid and keep quiet, or say, f___ that! and start a riot? n____s lyin?to me, demons keep flyin?to me, chuckin?many in the street, pimpin?me, fakin? lets make history. My people keep the flame in me, help me make this money, on my family, I can feel it, even if I died, burn me. They can抰 kill it if they wanted to, my spirits keep on hauntin?you. Can抰 wait 慶ause i抦 the realest, I come with the wickedness, and pilliage the villiage. Stick with runaways, f___ these house n____s, and grab your crouch, n____, you slouch, rat, mouse, n____s bounce, n____s bounce, n____s bounce!

Who the only n____ you know? Who the only n____ you know, that抯 thuggish
ruggish? Ooh, ain抰 s___ changed.

I still do the ditches with my song, still f___in?with the lights on. Sit up, and real enough to look at the kids, and tell 慹m, momma ain抰 with us, us, us, us ...

And my daddy, daddy, daddy抯 on the chain gang, tell 慹m 慴out the gunline,
boss, the same thing. And I hope they took a good picture, somebody抯 out to get ya. Lay me down, s___抯 gonna happen right up wit�?ha. I抳e seen murder on the news, burnin? smellin?up the room. And the bang won抰 let me sleep, I put in me latch, latched with a broom. Stredegize like, ahh, and it will materialize. Fantisize like, ahh, and never materialize. What am I, the dead weight? It抣l be okay. I抦 hopin?that choo choo ride out the real chance, real here. So, all my people with AIDs, we can sit down and play some spades, I ain抰 afraid to, to die, smoked with Eazy everyday.

Who the only n____ you know? Who the only n____ you know, that抯 thuggish
ruggish? Ooh, ain抰 s___ changed.

I still do the ditches with my song, still f___in?with the lights on. Sit up, and real enough to look at the kiss, and tell 慹m, mama ain抰 with us, us, us, us ...