Released: March 31, 1998
Featuring: Outlawz Kurupt 2Pac
Songwriter: Kurupt 2Pac Hussein Fatal Kastro Daz Dillinger
Producer: Daz Dillinger
[Intro: 2Pac]
Live in this muthafucker
Thug Pound Biatch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, E.D.I., Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique
We gon' hit yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH [echoes] hahaha
Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it on
The Westside nigga
[Ridin ride on What we be?]
We ballers for real
[Verse 1: Kurupt]
For real I got it bought you the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button
Thinkin' that it was what it wadn't
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you with my verbals and graphic grammar
My verbal murder stretch from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer all across the planet
Niggas crumble like granite from Tahiti to the Mid-Atlantic
Probable 'cause to get hit, shit
Niggas best get physically and mentally fit
Show ya ho I ignore for real and I can tell
On the DL I got an Indecent Proposal for her (biotch)
Mashin' in a Ford Explorer, hell hound host the horror
Escape from the Box Pandora somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch the
Nicky Scarfo comin' through the bus death
Spreads through camps like Parvo
Young Gotti Kurupt and C with the dope and the green weed
Indeed I'm out to get high and supply
What you need Mr. Postman
Comin' through with all the mail, what you need?
I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell
[AY get yo hand out my pocket nigga!]
[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
I wake up sparkin' to get wild on the streets
Barkin' and playas drinkin' kegs 'til y'all niggas beg Martin
You labelled Paw nervous, just know I do this job dirty
Like Donna Karan New York, call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time, I travel courts and dream crime
My room like the million-dollar bill folded with green blinds
Chairs is a hundreds for shams I run that hole in quickies
Dollar bills is Nintendos, the windows is folded fifties
Y'all old cops lost it, drinkin' the scotch barfless
I don't like movies, so I hit up the Box Office
You the softest I'm takin' ya honeys they Telly pieces
Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they neck like Kelly leashes
My boys and me is poison, we don't get along equal
Fight each other like brothers, it's all good we strong people
More strain on the brain, and the pain I deal with
Ill with nasty niggas, my whole crew on some real shit
For real bitch the steel clique, I bill with menaces
Ya number one nemesis, paragraphical like Genesis
[Interlude: 2Pac]
Stupid muthafuckas Outlaw Immortal Bitch
Dogg Pound Thug Life you know how we fuckin' do this shit!
You stupid muthafuckas don't get me
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Now take a look inside my mind
That pen' time made me rise but still I rise
'Cause my Ambitionz Az A Ridah like land mines
Lyrics turn niggas into smithereens
Music so lethal turn coliseums to murder scenes
I'm Makaveli the Don, is what they tell me, I'm armed
I'm droppin' niggas like bombs, get in that ass like a thong
Picture a felon in ya presence
Takin' bustas back to they essence
Tellin' my people peep my lethal message
Visions of me gettin' money, got me in mash mode
Murderous motives for niggas stoppin' my cash flow
You can't fight it, nigga let go
Witness the sound made ya bitch ass bow down to Death Row
Mama these niggas got me fightin' these three-strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first, put my niggas up on it
Now we Amerikaz Most Wanted, feel me?
[Verse 4: Kastro]
Since my only fear of death
Is mama cryin' for help, and OG daddy wanna ride
When I know he ain't got shit else since I'm his only soldier
Nobody else gonna roll for me and I know without the Row
And Immortal Outlaw (Yo K!), I'll be forgotten for sho
Plus this Thug Life it got me livin', initiated playa hated
Without givin' a single fuck
Why they danglin' baby all on my nuts
I be singlin, fingerin' bitches to fuck
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Bitches is wild, niggas is lame
I hung around with real niggas, got exposed to the game
Muthafuckas actin' crazy bustin' me in the jaw
Initiated as an Outlaw hahahaha
[Verse 5: Daz]
Yeah muthafucka
Now a mission ain't a mission if nobody rides
And a mission ain't a mission if nobody dies
And a mission ain't complete if the enemy don't sleep
Enemies rest in peace deceased fuckin' with me (Niggas is wild)
I got to 'complish a goal, I'm out seekin' gold
Expose the strap gotta let off, because I'm rough and raw
Never fell to my knees for shit, 'cause I demand shit
With this Daz Dillinger, drillin' ya for ya shit
On the streets for the sixth time, in and out for the crime
I rates crimes, add up in food stamp dollars and dimes
I'm slippin' slidin' fucked up, nigga what up
In the cut flossin', like a muthafucka what up
Beside LB', now tell me where ya comin' from
That ain't where I see thangs, and nigga what's the outcome
[Verse 6: E.D.I. Mean]
For so many days, and so many ways
We've been duckin' strays they delivers
But steal we some Bad Boy killers for the scrillas
I dump in you niggas' livers then watch ya body shiver
And ya mama quiver from the way you just got lit up
Hit up the West Side on my way out
Y'all whole crew should've knew it was on from Makaveli's first day out
Now y'all gettin' played out
And laid out for public display on this day
Y'all niggas is history, 'cause the whole crew is bitch to me
Listen to me E.D.I.,
Not many of y'all can see me
'Cause I'll attack that ass like AIDS attack Eazy
Believe me, 'cause although now I'm just a young stolder
I'm soon to be a gun holder, Initiate to the clique
With a left to my lip now the fight's over
[Gunshots 'til end]
Live in this muthafucker
Thug Pound Biatch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, E.D.I., Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique
We gon' hit yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH [echoes] hahaha
Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it on
The Westside nigga
[Ridin ride on What we be?]
We ballers for real
[Verse 1: Kurupt]
For real I got it bought you the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button
Thinkin' that it was what it wadn't
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you with my verbals and graphic grammar
My verbal murder stretch from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer all across the planet
Niggas crumble like granite from Tahiti to the Mid-Atlantic
Probable 'cause to get hit, shit
Niggas best get physically and mentally fit
Show ya ho I ignore for real and I can tell
On the DL I got an Indecent Proposal for her (biotch)
Mashin' in a Ford Explorer, hell hound host the horror
Escape from the Box Pandora somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch the
Nicky Scarfo comin' through the bus death
Spreads through camps like Parvo
Young Gotti Kurupt and C with the dope and the green weed
Indeed I'm out to get high and supply
What you need Mr. Postman
Comin' through with all the mail, what you need?
I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell
[AY get yo hand out my pocket nigga!]
[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
I wake up sparkin' to get wild on the streets
Barkin' and playas drinkin' kegs 'til y'all niggas beg Martin
You labelled Paw nervous, just know I do this job dirty
Like Donna Karan New York, call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time, I travel courts and dream crime
My room like the million-dollar bill folded with green blinds
Chairs is a hundreds for shams I run that hole in quickies
Dollar bills is Nintendos, the windows is folded fifties
Y'all old cops lost it, drinkin' the scotch barfless
I don't like movies, so I hit up the Box Office
You the softest I'm takin' ya honeys they Telly pieces
Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they neck like Kelly leashes
My boys and me is poison, we don't get along equal
Fight each other like brothers, it's all good we strong people
More strain on the brain, and the pain I deal with
Ill with nasty niggas, my whole crew on some real shit
For real bitch the steel clique, I bill with menaces
Ya number one nemesis, paragraphical like Genesis
[Interlude: 2Pac]
Stupid muthafuckas Outlaw Immortal Bitch
Dogg Pound Thug Life you know how we fuckin' do this shit!
You stupid muthafuckas don't get me
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Now take a look inside my mind
That pen' time made me rise but still I rise
'Cause my Ambitionz Az A Ridah like land mines
Lyrics turn niggas into smithereens
Music so lethal turn coliseums to murder scenes
I'm Makaveli the Don, is what they tell me, I'm armed
I'm droppin' niggas like bombs, get in that ass like a thong
Picture a felon in ya presence
Takin' bustas back to they essence
Tellin' my people peep my lethal message
Visions of me gettin' money, got me in mash mode
Murderous motives for niggas stoppin' my cash flow
You can't fight it, nigga let go
Witness the sound made ya bitch ass bow down to Death Row
Mama these niggas got me fightin' these three-strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first, put my niggas up on it
Now we Amerikaz Most Wanted, feel me?
[Verse 4: Kastro]
Since my only fear of death
Is mama cryin' for help, and OG daddy wanna ride
When I know he ain't got shit else since I'm his only soldier
Nobody else gonna roll for me and I know without the Row
And Immortal Outlaw (Yo K!), I'll be forgotten for sho
Plus this Thug Life it got me livin', initiated playa hated
Without givin' a single fuck
Why they danglin' baby all on my nuts
I be singlin, fingerin' bitches to fuck
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Bitches is wild, niggas is lame
I hung around with real niggas, got exposed to the game
Muthafuckas actin' crazy bustin' me in the jaw
Initiated as an Outlaw hahahaha
[Verse 5: Daz]
Yeah muthafucka
Now a mission ain't a mission if nobody rides
And a mission ain't a mission if nobody dies
And a mission ain't complete if the enemy don't sleep
Enemies rest in peace deceased fuckin' with me (Niggas is wild)
I got to 'complish a goal, I'm out seekin' gold
Expose the strap gotta let off, because I'm rough and raw
Never fell to my knees for shit, 'cause I demand shit
With this Daz Dillinger, drillin' ya for ya shit
On the streets for the sixth time, in and out for the crime
I rates crimes, add up in food stamp dollars and dimes
I'm slippin' slidin' fucked up, nigga what up
In the cut flossin', like a muthafucka what up
Beside LB', now tell me where ya comin' from
That ain't where I see thangs, and nigga what's the outcome
[Verse 6: E.D.I. Mean]
For so many days, and so many ways
We've been duckin' strays they delivers
But steal we some Bad Boy killers for the scrillas
I dump in you niggas' livers then watch ya body shiver
And ya mama quiver from the way you just got lit up
Hit up the West Side on my way out
Y'all whole crew should've knew it was on from Makaveli's first day out
Now y'all gettin' played out
And laid out for public display on this day
Y'all niggas is history, 'cause the whole crew is bitch to me
Listen to me E.D.I.,
Not many of y'all can see me
'Cause I'll attack that ass like AIDS attack Eazy
Believe me, 'cause although now I'm just a young stolder
I'm soon to be a gun holder, Initiate to the clique
With a left to my lip now the fight's over
[Gunshots 'til end]
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