Artist: 2Pac & Boot Camp Clik f/ Dogg Pound, EDI Amin, Fatal Hussein, Kastro (Outlawz) Album: One Nation - The Album Song: Thug Pound Typed by: dy_face@yahoo.com [Intro: Tupac] Live in this motherfucker, Thug Pound bitch Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, EDI, Kastro, Hussein, you know bitch The whole motherfucking clique, we gon' hit your ass up Cause you know where we're coming from; Death Row BITCH ha ha ha Aiyyo Kurupt, you're first to blast nigga And you know how we do it on the West Side nigga Riding, riding on, what we do? We're balling, ha ha for real, for real [Verse One: Kurupt] For real, I got it bought you the blue steel Cowards hit the panic button, thinking that it was what it wadn't Shit is hectic, the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don with the semi- Auto fracture your torso to your spine The back cracker smack you with my verbals and graphic grammar My verbal murder stretches from Alaska to Alabama HUH! get touched by my Armored Hammer all across the planet Niggaz crumble like granite from Tahiti to the Mid Atlantic Probable cause to get hit, shit! Niggaz best get physically and mentally fit Sure your whore I ignore, for real and I can tell on the D.L. I got an Indecent Proposal for her (bitch) Mashing in a Ford Explorer, hell hound host the horror And escape from the Box Pandora with something for you Get rocked by my midnight Glock Sniper through sound, vocal rival to invade the block Fucking bitch paid the price of a snitch, that Nicky Scarfo Coming through the bus, death spreads through camps like Parvo Young Gotti, corrupted seed with the dope and the green weed Indeed, I'm out to get high, supply what you need Mr. Postman, coming through with all the mail What you need, I got for sale, on a stairwell to Hell [Break: Tupac] Aiy, what you need in pocket, nigga? [Verse Two: Fatal Hussein] I wake up sparking, to get wild when the streets darken And players drinking kegs, til y'all niggaz beg Martin You labelled Paw nervous just know I do this job dirty Donna Karan, New York, call it Fatal Dog New Jersey Niggaz ain't seen time, I travel courts and dream crime My room like the million dollar bill folded with green blinds Chairs is a hundreds for shams, I run that hole in quickies Dollar bills is Nintendo's, the windows is folded fifties Y'all old cops lost it, drinking the scotch Barflies I don't like movies, so I hit up the Box Office You're the softest, I'm taking your honeys they Telly pieces Wearing my fucking dick around their neck like Kelly leashes My boys and me is poison, we don't get along equal Fight each other like brothers, it's all good we strong people More strain on the brain, and the pain I deal with Ill with nasty niggaz, my whole crew on some real shit For real bitch, the steel clique, I bill with menaces Your number one nemesis, paragraphical like Genesis [Break: Tupac] Stupid motherfuckers! Outlaw Immortal bitch, Dogg Pound, Thug Life You know, how we fucking do this shit! You stupid motherfuckers talking shit [Verse Three: Tupac] Now, take a look inside my mind That Pen' time made me wise but still I rise Cause my ambitions as a rider like land mines Lyrics turn niggaz into smithereens Music so lethal turn coliseums to murder scenes I'm Makaveli the Don, that's what they tell me I'm armed I'm dropping niggaz like bombs, get in that ass like a thong Picture a felon in your presence Taking busters back to the Essence Telling my people, peep my lethal message Visions of me getting money got me in mash mode Murderous motives for niggaz stopping my cash flow You can't fight it, nigga let go Witness the sound made you bitch ass bow down to Death Row Mama these niggaz got me fighting these Three Strikes Showing up in court, fuck what you thought, it's Street Nike's I put the game down first put my niggaz up on it Now we're Americas Most Wanted feel that [Verse Four: Kastro] UHH! since my only Fear of Death; is Mama crying for help An OG Daddy wanna ride when I know; He ain't got shit else since I'm his only soldier Nobody else gonna roll for me and I know Without the Row and Immortal Outlaw (Yo, K) I'll be forgotten for sure Plus this; Thug Life it got me living Initiated, player hated, without giving a single fuck While they're dangling baby all on my nuts (Yeah, nigga) I be singling, fingering bitches to fuck [Break: Tupac] Yeah nigga, bitches is wild niggaz is lame I hung around with real niggaz, got exposed to the game Motherfuckers acting crazy busting me in the jaw Initiated as an Outlaw, ha ha ha ha [Verse Five: Daz Dillinger] Yeah motherfucker! Now a mission ain't a mission if nobody rides And a mission ain't a mission if nobody dies And a mission ain't completed, if the enemy don't sleep Enemies rest in peace, deceased fucking with me (Niggaz is wild) I got to accomplish a goal I'm out seeking gold exposed strapped Gotta let off because I'm rough and raw Never fell on my knees for shit, cause I demand shit With this Daz Dillinger drilling you for your shit On the streets for the sixth time In and out for the crime, a reckless crimes That I can earn food stamps, dollars and dimes (Yeah!) I'm slipping, sliding, fucked up, nigga what-up! In the cut, flossing like a motherfucker what-up! East Side, LB, now tell me where you coming from That ain't where I see things and nigga what's the outcome? [Verse Six: EDI Amin] For so many days there's so many ways We been ducking strays they delivers But still we're some Bad Boy killers for the sckrillas I dump in you niggas' livers then watch your body shivered And you mama quivered from the way you just got lit up Head up the West Side on my way out Y'all whole crew should've knew it was on from Makaveli's first day out Now y'all getting played out, and laid out For public display, on this day, y'all niggas is history Cause the whole crew is bitch to me Now listen to me, EDI, how many of y'all can see me? Cause I'll attack that ass like Ace attacked DC Believe me, cause although now I'm just a young stolider I'm soon to be a gun holder, initiate to the clique With a left to my lip, now the fight is over (*Multiple Gun Shots*)