[Intro (Krayzie)]
Oh shit!
These n***as can't ready for this shit n***a, trust me!
Fuck that n***a, it's mothafuckin K in my Leathaface (uh-huh)
In this mothafucker, yeah (once again, it's on)
Represent that shit (don and dewel)

[Krayzie]
It's the n***as on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline
(K-mon, Krayzie Bone, Thugline, Two-Thousand)
It's the n***as on the Thugline, Thugline, Thugline
(Everybody start takin these fake thugs about the game, yeah)

[Verse 1: Asu]
As the sky darking, automatics keep a sparking
Would you killed for the paper I'll be a full time hater
I just found myself to love ya a bitch ass n***as
When they come around when I sneeze tryin to play me and I squeeze
To pull to ya back - maybe one of your face
Riding n***a another dick is what I called disgrace
You can take it how you want it n***a you know who you are?
You know talent ass rapper plus you're far from the star
You just outta work acting n***a playing it row
But I'ma show you how I can do when my heart gets cold?
You can handle this right gentleman and battle with his
Or we can take this to the street to get it some gangsta shit
N***as loves companies to prepare for the riot
I'ma ride for the Thugline, the Fed no man forgot
I'ma continue to get money n***a I don't know 'bout you
But I'm straight out of the bricks, mothafucker I thought you knew
[Hook - 2x]
If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die
Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high
If we roll, take natch in sky on public
Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us

[Krayzie (Talking)]
Yeah, it's Thugline baby
Real mothafuckers thugs back in this...

[Verse 2: Krayzie]
We got this mothafucka just tazz
And all these bustas like they stole some (stole some)
Two-thousand and mo' my money relation they change row some, n***a
And game away but I'm feeling alittle bigger, alittle cocky
It ain't breast broad shit - but a Twelve gauge
N***a wanna get yo' Leatherface to get it inside of Gemini
Plus Mentalities got a few of 'em inside
So they can make 'em kill a n***a
Fuck you, if you ain't a Thugline - who gives a fuck about you?
They can run Leatherface
All of you n***as shit with lagging
It's stupid - past with this
Pick for talk and blast with this
And did it for n***a come back for something
Because I'ma mad at these weapons right HERE
And mamacita and gimme the heat, hot cocked and ready to burn
And got FIRE we spit FIRE
And where are my thugs at? Where the fuck are my thugs at?
Find of fake n***as duck us and who you put your gun at?
Thugs for life, this shit is in my Blood for life
And I'ma Bust Slugs for mine
[Hook - 2x]
If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die
Yes you know, fo' sho' place right high
If we roll, take natch in sky on public
Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us

[Verse 3: Young Dre]
Say now, is it n***a match fo' and mo'
Feeliated with the man ah! my n***a open do'
Something prove - fo' and mo', fisting charge
Take the torch - you ride with it
Real dough and ?? ninning, drop the top and side with it
Can't fuck with us - representin it real
Soldi' still coming for the hill, road is blood stay in dollar deal
For the goodness come and get killers in my red
Fed they fond - cause man I ask n***as used to crazy

Killers, Killers - ready to ride down to the high
We ballers, ballers - when that desper in yo' mind
Too much that you live for, when the bitch made n***as in yo' wig
Or we fuck Ki' Poul - that's to be here to get it to the end

Say now, here where we sees in my clique the house dope
To close the shop is who we bitch - on the dick, get yo' mo' shit
Wannabe rappers plannin gangsta now - sash po's, hell lope
Most caminion 'round Hell No! you ever get fuck these hustlas
[Hook - 5x]
If we roll, we roll, get fo', ride die
Yes you know, fa sho place right high
If we roll, take natch in sky on public
Real killas gon' die, can't fuck with us

[Krayzie {Talking}]
F'real n***a, I don't wanna be fucked with the Thugline n***a
Off to the mothafuckin real n***a
Mothafuckin is too mothafuckin hard goin' on n***a
Straight from the god damn streets
Yeah, my mothafuckin n***a is in this mothafucker in Thugline, n***a
Rest in peace to all the n***as that fuck with me
And them n***as in mothafuckin Thugline n***a
Don't let us be the n***as you runnin' to yo' on god damn streets n***a
I'm just gon' tell you that
And fuck every mothafuckin body, crazy.. city.. bitch
You n***as don't see what kind of mothafuckin n***as be hears, right
Two-thousand n***a, Thugline sunshit down in this mothafucka
We don't give a fuck about ya
Runnin' mothafucka mouth in this shit bro' {*Laughs*}
And that's real n***a
Got us say what's up to them n***as who put this shit togetha
Y'knowwahtI'msayin', much love to them n***as
Samposted, Manhouse and Heatvisions in this mothafucka
Ehh, what's up to my mothafuckin Squad n***a, Thugline Records
Shut your ass down, like I told ya n***a, Fuck what ya heard?
This shit is real! {*Repeats and fades*}