Krayzie Bone Try Me

[Chorus]

Try me if you feelin’ lucky

And you think you wanna fuck with me, come on

(Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline….)

Try me every action’s guaranteed

(Krayzie’s on the thugline, thugline, thugline)

[Krayzie]

Load up your shit and get in the car

(Come on, come on, come on)

I’m down to ride on these imposters, fake playa, gangsta thugs

And these hoes who claim they mobsters, ’cause they cloggin’ up the game

Muthafuckas is rappin’, sayin’ anything

And tryin’ to claim everythang to get they pockets paid

I’m tellin’ ’em, that’s the wrong way!

Can’t say you thug and then be fake

Nigga, that’s the point I’m tryin’ state in this case

But niggas ain’t feelin’ me, though

So yo, I say we weed em’ out and heat em’ up

Heard you woofin’ yeah we heard em’, let us see them nuts

And then if he really jump, more power to ya

But no matter how it go, nigga we still

gon’ be bringin’ it thug style to ya, buckin’

Boo-yah!

Checkin’ these bustas do be kind of fun

Because they know when it’s static

We gon’ handle it however it come

And nigga whoever it’s from sure ain’t givin’ a fuck who you roll with

If they human, then they ain’t shit we can’t control

And if they bleed, and they need oxygen to breathe nigga ya die

Never fear no man

No matter the size the bigger, the harder they fall

Got somethin’ for all of y’all, especially ???

Tech’ll chop him up, now he ain’t half the man he thought he was

I bet these niggas think they rappin’ so they actin’

So we come for a little target practice aimed exactly at ya, exactly at ya

[Chorus]

[Krayzie]

Roll through my city I see niggas watchin’

Probably plottin’, schemin’ to rob me, take all the money

And dump my bloody body

I’m sorry not me

I stay alarmed and be alert

Whether you’re goin’ to play or work

Make sure you got you pistol first, be ready to burst

Hesitation could bring up a fucked up situation

like you leavin’ in the body bag

Zipped up, slip up that body tag

So if you spot him, blast

Better him than you, huh?

I’m tellin’ you now that me and my thugs

Can bring you anything that you want right out of the trunk

So, what’s the bullshit?

We got some shit you can’t fuck with

And nigga that be this muthafuckin’ thug shit

We love this, probably gon’ die because of it

Fuck it! I ain’t worried about dyin’ right now

My money’s what’s important

Hey we livin’ to die anyway no matter if it’s now or later

You gon’ rest in peace it don’t get no greater

Kill ’em all, and when it’s time to drop the mic and go pick up a rifle

Time to fight for what we right for

See who really like war, yeah

I bet you most niggas lose as soon as they get in it

I can’t afford to roll with bustas ’cause I’m really tryin’ win it

(I’m really tryin’ to win it)

We fightin’ to be victorious (victorious)

Witness the story of (the story of)

this silent, mighty, mighty, warrior (warrior)

If you hear any nigga move shoot

Don’t let the nigga layin’ dead be you

So soldier, pick up you boots and move

Runnin’ for cover ’cause if they buck ya it’s over

Just like I told ya, you can die

Soldier, you can die, soldier

[Chorus til fade]