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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Young Thugs

Hey young thugs, the world is yours

The world, the world, the world is yours

Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs

Young thugs, my young thugs

Standin outside is a broken thug (that's me)

Who don't wanna go home (no)

Rather stand here frozen up

Hangin out in the cold, zero below

Tryin to find a soul

Before the mind is gone

Tryin to find that God and roll

And keep rollin on

On, on, on, rollin on

You better keep rollin on

On, on, on, rollin on

You better keep rollin on

Every time I look into the mirror get to thinkin I'm wrong

Cause I thug, I thug

All I see lookin back is a thug and I know I did wrong

Young thug, young thug (uh)

It's amazin how we get them second chances and he let us live on

All thugs, all thugs

T-H-U-G, is all I wanna be

All my little thugs is really thuggin with me

I really don't get it straight from poverty, they broken no more!

You really need to stop because you know them Thugs is gonna live on!

Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs

Young thugs, my young thugs

See baby got it goin on

But she was born in a fucked up home

And ain't nobody feelin her, momma seem to be stuck on niggaz

that'll beat us every time she's gone

And ain't nobody real as her, here we go again

There he go again, I don't wanna be here no more

Now I'm havin a baby, only nigga that held me

You don't have to tell me - he went crazy and he left ya

Yeah that nigga went crazy, but I thank him for the love

That's all I've got (what)

Baby got it goin on, 19, nail shop

Bail drop, bling watch, talent fulfilled

Hoops in with the hair all prepped and propped

Don't give a fuck about a nigga now (I don't care)

And the shit don't stop, yeah

'Til the casket drops, yeah

I'm all that I got, got, got

Once upon a time there was a little young nigga runnin wild and smokin weed

And if you was lookin for whatever, he can get you what you need

Down Thuggsta with some problems, nobody never seem to spot him

One day somebody shot him, and the drama got started

Now his momma's on the pipe and bigger brother's in jail

Nigga go on and cop a seat, I got a story to tell

See, first he was just chillin then his belly got hungry

Everybody in the family out for self, ain't got no money

So what's a young thug to do now? (and do now)

Ain't nothin to do but hit the streets

and get some heat and put the rules down

That's what he get, lil' hustler off to the races

Tryin to win it while he in it, actin bad and catchin cases

Before he knew it he was in too deep

Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, he was in too deep

He coulda, changed his life, but no he didn't

Now the little nigga layin dead in the grave still not listenin

Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs (buck 'em on down, y'all near the end)

Young thugs, my young thugs (when I bust 'em on down)

Young thugs, my young thugs

Young thugs, my young thugs

If I could teach the world to be

A Thug in perfect Harmony

If I could teach the world to be

A Thug in perfect Harmony