We're not against rap
We're not against rappers
But we are against those thugs

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Your feelin' the strength of the rump
Step up, hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel
Just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' yo peoples 'cause we so real
Chill, better bring yo weapon, when steppin'
Bring on that ammunition, trip and don't slip
Not to mention, never knew no competition
But I gotta get mine, so scream out, mo', and let me hear ya holla
Not about that mighty dollar
Roll with the bone, mo' thugs will follow
Chain gang, remainin' the same
Flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew
Thinkin' about that hangin', clockin' my bank
And thuggin' with trues, foo's

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Get ready for the Bone and the Mo' Thug
Bustas, you know me as a hustla
Try to creep and get beat, maybe six feet, peep, gotta put them under
Straight jackets, gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now, bailin' in my black trench vest
You gotta be down to bang-bang
Come and get this teachin', ya soldiers how thugstas must stack
Me drinkin' me brew 'til me skull crack, wig blew on our way back

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Now follow me now, roll, stroll off deep in the land
Well, creep if you can, take another swig to the brain rose
Loc'in, steady chokin' off that potent smoke
And runnin' from the po-po now
Gotta get up with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock
Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas
Puff puff to the brain, shot
Love P-O-D'd and tweeded, gotta get another case for my trunk
Old English, really don't need it, but in case my trues want to get drunk
They pump bone, so leave 'em alone
You don't want to get shut down
Thug runnin' the nine-quad
And you better believe that we runnin' this thug style
So what now? See the Bone Thug clank
Thug never gonna change, so flame up
Sit back and just smoke to the same cut
Leatherface on the creep, I came up

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Gotta give it on up to the Glock-Glock
Pop-pop, better drop when them buckshot blow
The bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the Ziplock
So sin, sip gin
And Lil' Mo Hart run up, nut up and flipped in
Than slipped in the clip in, mistakin' the bloody victims
Ever to test nuts, to the chest and put 'em to rest
And, but I won't test bucks, put a hole up into me vest
And gotta get through my soul
But they won't budge, mud, drug me victim
The blood in me runnin' my mental
The thug in me stuck in me, keepin' it simple
The Thug in me runnin' with thugs so
To the temple, buck when you duck
To the thuggish ruggish T's
St. Claire P's to appeal to the G's
And a buck to all my enemies

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

We got Layzie and
Krayzie
Bizzy's in the house
Wish is in the house
And Flesh
And Shatasha
Cleveland's definitely in the house

It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network
Writer(s): Anthony Henderson, Bryon McCane, Charles Scruggs, KENNETH LEWIS MCCLOUD, Kenneth Louis McCloud, Steven Howse, Tim Middleton