[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 1]

Nigga we represent the planet get schizophrenic and panic,
Maybe the past would understand,
If they'd get off there ass and mash,
How do you manage?
Paranoid, don't even trust my boys,
Watch for the plot and deploy envoys,
Scopin like a dope fiend,
(But I'm smokin) In the alleys,
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 wepon'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 2]

We keepin the light on at Ruthless and I ain't fuckin the boss,
Lookin at me sexy,
Take your clothes off,
But my dick'll go soft!
Never mix bussiness 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 boys,
Give us a choice,
How could you rap and tell Sony that i was the only one making noise?
Ain't it a breech of trust?
Look in the gutter,unh, never judge a book by the cover,
Word to the mothafucka,
I....I didn't stutta 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! Oh!,
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 they don't feels us,
Strapped in the bed strapped pickin up the kids,
In the realist,the realist, the realist, the realist.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

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 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 bitch 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 fuck y'all!
all in the battle, we battle, we battle, we battle... (and this is what is sounds like (when thugs cry))

[Chorus]

When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz cry

bizzy BONE BB GAMBINO... THUG FOE LIFE...

burat k nerner!!!!

bizzy iz da best bone

ha ha!! ha!! thugs cry

who beat dis guy!


no one! exxxxcept me!heheheheh

there's video on youtube of em all performing together last month and flesh back too im hopin we can get one or two more albums out these guys. legends the best to do what they do.

my nigga bizzy bone is the best of the bone boyz

he got d hart

[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 1]

Nigga we represent the planet get schizophrenic and panic,
Maybe the past would understand,
If they'd get off there ass and mash,
How do you manage?
Paranoid, don't even trust my boys,
Watch for the plot and deploy envoys,
Scopin like a dope fiend,
(But I'm smokin) In the alleys,
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 wepon'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
Not 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 2]

We keepin the light on at Ruthless and I ain't fuckin the boss,
Lookin at me sexy,
Take your clothes off,
But my dick'll go soft!
Never mix bussiness 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 boys,
Give us a choice,
How could you rap and tell Sony that i was the only one making noise?
Ain't it a breech of trust?
Look in the gutter,unh, never judge a book by the cover,
Word to the mothafucka,
I....I didn't stutta 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! Oh!,
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 really don't feels us,
Strapped in the bed strapped pickin up the kids,
In the realist,the realist, the realist, the realist.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

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 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 bitch 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 fuck y'all!
all in the battle, we battle, we battle, we battle... (and this is what is sounds like (when thugs cry))

[Chorus]

When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz
When thugz cry