Ride The Thug Line Songtext / Lyric

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



Wake up in the mornin', glorious to see

Then I hit the streets knowin' that I got beef

So since I got beef, it make sense to pack the heat

Ain't no debate be discreet publicly



Yeah, I'm a rider call me RKC

Ambassador, diplomat, officially

Ride with my team, the Thug line regime

Evil side regulated, smash, crash, tell me

Food stamp this game dig us?






Yeah an' tryin' to be sneaky

Askin' everybody that think I know 'em for my number to beep me

On my pager to beep me an' I sense they negative energy

Feelin' like some gangsta, gangsta shit to me



Don't matter where you go, it's psycho, my flight flown

To the bottoms in Miami, got off the plane like Rhinos

Sweaty in this humidity, high

My thugs, hit the club, scene it's crackin' tonight



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line



All night long, we ain't goin' to sleep

Beat these motherfuckin' streets with heats an' break beats

Make my way through the door, four rounds bar, man

My niggaz on one, he snuck a 'Oh, we can' in



The latest edition to some tight shit is spinnin'

Hey, DJ, you workin' with that equipment

Proceed to stagger through the crowd, blowin' one

Ladies in abundance, nigga, seven to one



Backless straps, tattoos, holdin' some Hennessey

I got my partne, r Krayzie Bone, there go one for me

I broke from the camp post tellin' baby this an' that

She told me about herself, she want to model an' act



I'm seein' other eyes, but I'm tryin' to lock this

Who could really blame me about those ass an' hips?

She say she got some folks, Young Dre, what the deal?

Let's cut this night short, take them back up the hill



Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



I get's a rush, thinkin' 'bout the fools that we crush

An' my little locs is down to bust an' makin' a fuss

All up in my pockets, they gangsta hatin' on us

First round that we [Incomprehensible] now we addin' a plus



Live just to die, know you know it's a must

Silly niggaz tellin' lies, my fo' five make 'em hush

Listen, just hear the bullets come when they spittin'

Y'all reppin', just steppin', I'm only playin' to win



Got a pocket full of plenty, niggaz splurgin' on drink

Thirty dollars in the tank, a nigga reakin' of dank

Khaki suit full of dirt from a nigga puttin' in work

Can't understand a command niggaz, patrollin' the turf



Gotta get it while the water's hot an' fill up your pot

Hit the block with a rock, with these make 'em shot

I level with a tickety tock, it don't stop

An' I'll be damned if they pull a nigga back on the block



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real

An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah



Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line



You might not recognize my flow 'coz it's me bustin' at first

'Coz I can put styles inside my verses, motherfuckers ain't heard yet

But I won't battle MCs, but we do handle beef with these

Competition to me means an enemy



Ask some of these niggaz past, nothin' but snakes in the grass

Talkin' 'bout we bit, they mad 'coz they career was a fag

You might been have rappin', doin' it

Twistin' but that bullshit you're stressin'

Knowin' exactly when you're fresh, niggaz know when niggaz wreck shit



Platinum? That ain't a thing for me, hit the studio make it happen

Nigga, that's because I'm real with this thug music

We mash an' wild in 2000, nigga, no remorse

What we be givin'? Heat from the kitchen when fuckin' with this shit



Get with the line, Thug line, the line

Creepin' on, ah, come up, you know what?

This time around, it's on when we blow up

Fakers, hate ya, later, y'all all die, nigga, they all die

They die, they die