[Intro]
N***a, we doing this shit from
Cleveland to L.A., n***a
Whatever you n***as want, we bring it
Thug Love (Biatch), n***a, what time is it?
Yo, I don't give a fuck where you lay at, n***a
It's time da slay these bitch-made n***as
They ain't even knowing what type of n***as we is
Where my thugs at? Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you n***as been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, n***a, here it is
What cha gonna do with it?
Haha
What's popping, n***a? (Yeah)
Put cho' motherfucking hands on yo' strap, n***a
Thug Love, n***a
Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out (Thug Love)
Or do this like punks, and punk it out
Pull your strap on me (Thug Love), n***a, you better kill me
Thug Lifе, baby, Thug Love

[Verse]
I'll probably be punished for hard living, blind to thе facts:
Thugs is convicts, in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying, so, Father, please forgive me
Police be rushing when they see me
I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted, live on TV
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name
We all gon' die, we bleed through similar veins
Please explain to me, now, don't panic, when my guns burst
Heard the last jam, n***a? This one's worse
My n***a Bone held the chrome 'til I came home
Thug Love players tell these, bitch n***as "Bring it on"
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my n***as clean up some n***as, no longer breathing
Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and breathe
It's a, cold-ass world: n***as, kill you in your sleep
Watch me, until they stop me, bury, murder me or drop me
I got, Thug Love for my nationwide posse, feel me?