Thugz Cry (Explicit)
Bizzy Bone"Thugz Cry (Explicit)" is a song by Bizzy Bone, released in 2010 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:32 long and contains 104 lines and 628 words.
Lyrics
0:01For the ghetto media
0:03Don't let the light skin fool y'all
0:05I will f**k you up
0:08Chorus
0:09This is what it sounds like when thugz cry 3X
0:12This is what it sounds like
0:13when thugz cry when thugz cry
0:18This is what it sounds like when thugz cry 4X
0:20This is what it sounds like
0:21when thugz cry when thugz cry
0:25Verse One
0:28Nigga we represent the planet get schizophrenic n panic
0:31Maybe the past would understand
0:32If they'd get off there ass and mannage
0:33How do you manage
0:34Paranoid don't even trust my boyz
0:36Watch for the plot and deploy envoys
0:38Scopin like a d**e fiend
0:39But I'm smokin in the alleyz
0:40With these ghetto guns and erase my funds
0:42Watts niggas in Cali take bullets to the brain
0:44Still rowdy Jesus really never died
0:46You crucified mutual suicide who am I
0:48Local with vocals going coast to coast
0:50Heaven'll move me right fo sho
0:51Deception weather my brethren
0:52but sunny days when they parlay
0:54Get killed when they get to steppin
0:55Member the weapon's close
0:56and the doctor said
0:57I need time to myself on the ocean
0:58Those frivolous thoughts
0:59But I'm brought up of this independent
1:00Caught up sever relentless
1:01Evil intentions nobody knows him
1:03Even the henchmen warrior poet
1:04never did mention
1:05I love my lady rebel
1:06We can get this stroke on we can get this stroke on
1:08and we can get this stroke on and we can get this stroke on
1:16Chorus
1:18Verse Two
1:33We keepin the light on at Ruthless and
1:35I ain't F****n the boss
1:36lookin at me sexy
1:37Take your clothes off
1:38but my dick'll go soft
1:39Never mix business with your sickness
1:40Enemy see me flipin in the picnic
1:41with your lil' divide and conquer
1:43but my sister was ready to bomb her
1:44Get off the dizznik and off my voice
1:46Me and my boyz
1:47Give us a choice
1:47How could you ever tell Sony that i was the
1:49only one making noise
1:50Ain't it a breech of trust
1:51Look in the gutter unh never judge yo book
1:53by it's cover word to the motherfucka
1:55I I didn't stutter but what if I lost it and
1:56came in the office and nobody noticed
1:58with liquid explosive on top of Versace
1:59clothes give up the ghost
2:01Krayzie's Picasso lil' Layzie like Caesar
2:02Stacks like lil' Pesi N Casino and
2:04Wish don't give a fuck O
2:06I'm Gambino n the walkin dead
2:08Woke up on the wrong side of the bed
2:09Bible of survival Triple six rivals triple six rivals
2:11Member you said I read but rode with
2:13Killas Niggas that'll bust in tha club you don't
2:14feels us strapped in the bed
2:15Strapped pickin up the kids in the realist
2:16the realist the realist the realist
2:25Chorus
2:27Verse Three
2:39It'll make your body shake when it's too late soon as
2:41you flipped off the saftey baby this we all day
2:43Don't tell me you crazy
2:44Will they sell me Hell Naw
2:45For the reason this weepin widow be the demon
2:47so cheap and at least she go peepin go peep deep
2:49dead in yo pockets no sleep
2:50Rollin with my crucifix Lucifer usually uses
2:52the rule of these wicked tricks in the school
2:54of these ghetto games and the fool of this B***h mist
2:56I say shame shame shame
2:58Enemies attacking me
2:59Actually I'm in the grain ask Mr Majesty
3:01These casualties well they're passin me by
3:02but I hear death callin when it's so cold in the room
3:04who's stalling better come after me
3:05We say f**k y'all
3:06all in the battle we battle we battle we
3:09Chorus
3:09When thugz
3:12When thugz
3:16When thugz
3:21When thugz
3:23When thugz
3:25When thugz
3:26When thugz
3:29When thugz
3:32When the thugz cry
For the ghetto media Don't let the light skin fool y'all I will f**k you up Chorus This is what it sounds like when thugz cry 3X This is what it sounds like when thugz cry when thugz cry This is what it sounds like when thugz cry 4X This is what it sounds like when thugz cry when thugz cry Verse One Nigga we represent the planet get schizophrenic n panic Maybe the past would understand If they'd get off there ass and mannage How do you manage Paranoid don't even trust my boyz Watch for the plot and deploy envoys Scopin like a d**e fiend But I'm smokin in the alleyz With these ghetto guns and erase my funds Watts niggas in Cali take bullets to the brain Still rowdy Jesus really never died You crucified mutual suicide who am I Local with vocals going coast to coast Heaven'll move me right fo sho Deception weather my brethren but sunny days when they parlay Get killed when they get to steppin Member the weapon's close and the doctor said I need time to myself on the ocean Those frivolous thoughts But I'm brought up of this independent Caught up sever relentless Evil intentions nobody knows him Even the henchmen warrior poet never did mention I love my lady rebel We can get this stroke on we can get this stroke on and we can get this stroke on and we can get this stroke on Chorus Verse Two We keepin the light on at Ruthless and I ain't F****n the boss lookin at me sexy Take your clothes off but my dick'll go soft Never mix business with your sickness Enemy see me flipin in the picnic with your lil' divide and conquer but my sister was ready to bomb her Get off the dizznik and off my voice Me and my boyz Give us a choice How could you ever tell Sony that i was the only one making noise Ain't it a breech of trust Look in the gutter unh never judge yo book by it's cover word to the motherfucka I I didn't stutter but what if I lost it and came in the office and nobody noticed with liquid explosive on top of Versace clothes give up the ghost Krayzie's Picasso lil' Layzie like Caesar Stacks like lil' Pesi N Casino and Wish don't give a fuck O I'm Gambino n the walkin dead Woke up on the wrong side of the bed Bible of survival Triple six rivals triple six rivals Member you said I read but rode with Killas Niggas that'll bust in tha club you don't feels us strapped in the bed Strapped pickin up the kids in the realist the realist the realist the realist Chorus Verse Three It'll make your body shake when it's too late soon as you flipped off the saftey baby this we all day Don't tell me you crazy Will they sell me Hell Naw For the reason this weepin widow be the demon so cheap and at least she go peepin go peep deep dead in yo pockets no sleep Rollin with my crucifix Lucifer usually uses the rule of these wicked tricks in the school of these ghetto games and the fool of this B***h mist I say shame shame shame Enemies attacking me Actually I'm in the grain ask Mr Majesty These casualties well they're passin me by but I hear death callin when it's so cold in the room who's stalling better come after me We say f**k y'all all in the battle we battle we battle we Chorus When thugz When thugz When thugz When thugz When thugz When thugz When thugz When thugz When the thugz cry
Translation
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