Treach - Thugz All Ova Da World lyrics

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Treach - Thugz All Ova Da World lyrics

[Chorus: Krayzie Bone] All over the world (We all over, we all over, we all over...) All across the nation, cross the nation, cross the nation (We all cross the nation, nation, nation, nation...) Thugs all over the world We all over the world All across the nation (We all across the nation, nation.nation, nation...) [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] n***a, you ask 'em they gon' tell you who the thuggish ruggish They love us You hater, I bet you won't say f** you us to our faces b**h, and ball up your knuckles cause we can work Too many n***as be thinkin' that I won't bomb back at ya Thinkin' I'm a rapper, actor Think I won't blast 'em? sh**, I'm always ready to bomb back on bustas I got my gun So test me if you're tryin' to prove that you ain't scared to die n***a, what? Who the, who the thugs? Y'all punk muthaf**as ain't got no nuts I only be dealin' with real n***as Them other n***as, they get they a** put in check When they try to flex and disrespect me And that's when I gotta get even with n***as, retaliation I bet I will see you again, and n***a, your day is gon' come But, man, y'all n***as ain't ready for drama But I'm a put it on Mama n***a, you try run up on me Then I gotta shot your head off I'm keepin' a gun on me daily Cause if you got my n***as' wrong Then they sure gon' try to take it [Chorus] [Verse 2: Treach] As far as 50 greatest emcees ever, they gave me 32 Like they don't know how these dirty judge get thirty They must be shady baby naw just maybe a stunt The greatest producers, and didn't mention Kay Gee once? The greatest groups of all time Stop you're cryin', sporty, find a shorty f**ed up by not namin' Naughty Pa** the mask, the Glock you f*ggots better stop Blaze the page out of 50 If it rock and Glock Tryin' to f** me I'm a f** you wearin' rubber Tell 'em n***as at the mags that I ain't sharin' a cover Bring troops and boots from chrome coupes to hoops That's us, like namin' emcees and boostin' pa**ed the news Run through wussy p**y, and better ya There's the predator, rhymes to better ya, blah! Where's the editor? Once a year proof that they're easy to swallow And I'll bet you'll have a different view of emceein' tomorrow Thugs all over the world! [Chorus] [Verse 3: Krayzie Bone] Now I done been all over the nation Kicked it with real soldiers that's 'bout they paper Had to be so many of these fakers Had to quickly shake 'em Knew what I had to do Said, "n***a, look the year is '99" And I'm dead serious about my business, sh** is gettin' ridiculous They gotta be ready to pop, pop, pop, pop the 9 millimeter Keep your weapon next to the pocket that you keep your profit in While we f**in' with n***as that's naughty Haters look, saw that Treach and Leather Face We comin' to get the riot started [Verse 4: Treach] Since I been around the cadaver Gather matters just wait See I splattered the matter, rat-tat-tat-tat and shoot 'em in shake See I'm comin' like a rhino Pa** the fine ho We f**ed in Illinois, right outside of Chicago Got rhymes out the a** so find a la**o I can either rap, ride, rush, war, riddle, or rastle Leave in line, the a**-whippins with extra clips Clips with my n***a Krayze Bone with some thugged-out sh** To my thugs all over the world! [Chorus till Fade]