Still Thuggish Ruggish Lyrics - The Gift - Bizzy Bone

Niggas stay hashed out, hashed out 

Mash on these niggas 'til we passed out, passed out 

Laugh at these niggas 'cause we assed out, lets bow 

These niggas smacked me in the fast lane 

Last thangs I need is enemies, is that fame? 

Well that shit is lame oh no 

Original bang bang gotta maintain the main thang baby 

Lately always runnin' from ladies 

'Cause no one's thinkin' 'bout my babies 

Just maybe I'll be lonely left, 'cause y'all gone crazy 

Got everybody out here wonderin' if I'm broke, I don't play that 

And we pray, and we pray 

Let everybody say that, and you can do what the fuck you wanna do 

Not like way back, hey 

Got mail from the payback, it's evil all around 

Now, here we are, praise God, don't hold us down 

Praise God, don't hold us down 

Praise God, don't hold us down 

If you got to get your clown on wit'cha 

Top down when ya hear the cop sound 

I gotta go punch 'em, calm down 

And when you're in the club drunk and you think you see a punk 

He just might have a pump in the trunk, and ready to fuck you up 

(Up) 

You niggas can't get near me by not carryin' the load 

(Load) 

As soon as you get babies, she can't wait to say, hello 

These niggas think they Panthers, keep movin', go get some Pampers 

Any questions get on your knees and get the answer 

Evidently everyday 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

Ooh, ain't shit changed 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

Ooh, ain't shit changed 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

I still do the ditches with my song still fuckin' with the lights on 

Sit up and real enough to look at the kids 

And tell 'em momma ain't with us, us, us, us 

It won't 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, fuck that and start a riot? 

Niggas lyin' to me demons keep flyin' to me 

Chuckin' many in the street pimpin' me fakin' let's 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't kill it if they wanted to my spirits keep on hauntin' you 

Can't wait 'cause I'm the realest 

I come with the wickedness and pillage the village 

Stick with runaways 

Fuck these house niggas and grab your crotch nigga 

You slouch rat mouse, niggas bounce 

Niggas bounce, niggas bounce 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

Ooh, ain't shit changed 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

Ooh, ain't shit changed 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

I still do the ditches with my song still fuckin' with the lights on 

Sit up and real enough to look at the kids 

And tell 'em momma ain't with us, us, us, us 

And my daddy, daddy, daddy's on the chain gang 

Tell 'em 'bout the gun line boss the same thing 

And I hope they took a good picture somebody's out to get ya 

Lay me down shit's gonna happen right up wit cha 

I've seen murder on the news burnin' smellin' up the room 

And the bang won't let me sleep 

I put in me latch, latched with a broom 

Strategize like, ahh, and it will materialize 

Fantasize like, ahh, and never materialize 

What am I the dead weight? It'll be okay 

Im 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't afraid to to die smoked with Eazy everyday 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

Ooh, ain't shit changed 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

Ooh, ain't shit changed 

Who the only nigga you know? 

Who the only nigga you know, that's thuggish ruggish? 

I still do the ditches with my song still fuckin' with the lights on 

Sit up and real enough to look at the kids 

And tell 'em momma ain't with us, us, us, us