2pac - Thug Luv lyrics

[Intro - 2Pac] n***a, we doing this sh** from Cleveland to LA n***a whatever you n***as want, we bringin' it! Thug Luv, n***a. What time is it? Yo, I don't give a f** where you lay at n***a, it's time to slay these b**h-made n***as! [Bizzy Bone - Overlapping 2Pac] Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us! Pac Pac run with us. Pac and RIP with Thug Luv [2Pac] 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 you gonna do with it? [Bizzy Bone] Well, it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord Know that I won't fly by that lesson You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me And I'm not stressing it softly Get 'em up off me, cause all we Wanted was harmony, been bombing em Yell up out of my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my level They can't stop me and pop me n***a, they got me? f** no Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em, and you don't really want it Cause they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not jump I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down So quick to test, bullet, yes, declare war Roll, I'll flow when I get the gun for the murder Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the cause And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a n***a with mine f** them n***as, it's on All y'all fall! Bizzy getting b**hes to test me Bless the floor, and any attempt to arrest me, stress me Lord, looking at d**h with the last of my breath Follow, follow, my kids! No, don't sin in my steps! Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets Deep in the reach, I'm alone. n***a believe That I can see it, if needed, and if you really with me And well then let it be, get the greens and we running up over Cleveland [2Pac] Ha, ha! What's poppin', n***a? Put your muthaf**ing hands on your strap, n***a Thug Luv, n***a. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out Or do this like punks and punk it out Pull your strap on me, n***a, you better k** me! Thug Luv, n***a. Thug life, baby. Thug Luv I'll probably be punished for hard living, blind to the 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 T.V 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 Luv players tell these b**h 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 breathin' Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and breathe It's a cold-a** world; n***as k** you in your sleep Watch me until they stop me, bury, murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse. Feel me! [Layzie Bone] Little thug from the Land, n***a, never ran Muthaf**as out to get me. They don't understand It's the #1 n***a out with a nation of n***as Down to put it some work and do some dirt f**in' around with the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Follow down the road, we stroll to meet karma Everything I do, it seem to cause drama Ready for the war like a knight in my armor, bomb ya! So quick to test us, n***a wanna crash me, eat dust For the love of the lust, n***as busting on us Hit 'em up with the buck, 12-gauge eruptions! It's the Art of War, putting n***as on the floor When I'm coming through the door, bringing nothing but terror Causing much pain to the n***a that dared us Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. Paired up With a n***a like Pac, and a n***a like me: gotta stay high Thug luv 'til I die, keep my prayer to the sky But I'm still in the hood, smoke and fry So I beg the Lord save us all: escapers of misery Bless my n***as in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century, yeah [Krayzie Bone] Here to get it, told my n***as they need get the hell Down with the dirt, and we don't f** around Buck a couple a rounds, and if your pa**ing through Then hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire, n***a Artillery thick, and you don't wanna get to f**ing with this I'm straight devil, not a punk and pretend I reload, buck a little mo' Flee the scene 'fore the po-po even know "So, who ya looking for?" They don't know! A mothaf**a with a leatherface Hey, man, she said I ran this way, said I ran that a way Ya hoes'll never know because I got away A criminal mind to keep a n***a on the level Sometimes I get high and an*lyze your crime Correctly organized and with results, you'll be surprised [Wish Bone] Oh, n***a, can you feel the vibe? We can ride Playa hating n***as, you got to die, it's only right It's over with Bone, better leave it alone Mo Thugs come crack their f**in' domes Still in the hood, where the thugs play f**in' with nothing but thugs, mane Ain't taking no shorts or no losses We cracking them domes around my way Give it to 'em on another level, n***a, get a shovel You can dig a hole; b**hes is dead! Infrared to your head. You can beg, you go fled But still gonna bleed bloody red f** with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight Cause we out riding, looking for you Better run for cover, n***a, duck! We about to bust. Straight got the infrared, put it on his forehead Makes a move, send flowers straight to his home Put a card in the muthaf**a, send it to his mama Tell her he was dead wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long gone [Outro - Bizzy] Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us! Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip with Thug Luv