Thugz All Ova Da World

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...)

Nigga, you ask 'em they gon' tell you who the thuggish ruggish

They love us

You hater, I bet you won't say fuck you us to our faces

Bitch, and ball up your knuckles 'cause we can work

Too many niggas be thinkin' that I won't bomb back at ya

Thinkin' I'm a rapper, actor

Think I won't blast 'em?

Shit, 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

Nigga, what?

Who the, who the thugs?

Y'all punk muthafuckas ain't got no nuts

I only be dealin' with real niggas

Them other niggas, they get they ass put in check

When they try to flex and disrespect me

And that's when I gotta get even with niggas, retaliation

I bet I will see you again, and nigga, your day is gon' come

But, man, y'all niggas ain't ready for drama

But I'm a put it on Mama

Nigga, 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 niggas' wrong

Then they sure gon' try to take it

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 ?? once?

The greatest groups of all time

Stop you're cryin', sporty, find a shorty

Fucked up by not namin' Naughty

Pass the mask, the glock you faggots better stop

Blaze the page out of 50 If it rock and glock

Tryin' to fuck me I'm a fuck you wearin' rubber

Tell 'em niggas 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' passed the news

Run through wussy pussy, 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!

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, "Nigga, look the year is '99"

And I'm dead serious about my business, shit 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 fuckin' with niggas that's naughty

Haters look, saw that Treach and Leather Face

We comin' to get the riot started

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

Pass the fine ho

We fucked in Illinois, right outside of Chicago

Got rhymes out the ass so find a lasso

I can either rap, ride, rush, war, riddle, or rastle

Leave in line, the ass-whippins with extra clips

Clips with my nigga Krayze Bone with some thugged-out shit

To my thugs all over the world!

[Chorus til fade]