No Pretender

Mo Thugs & Tombstone & Krayzie Bone & Jhaz & Boogy Nikke - Rap
No Pretender
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Duration: 0:40
Lyrics
Damn man, I see all them mothafuckin police, dogg Mothafuckaz comin' down here, dogg, fo' real They on the way down this mothafucka, now I'm gon' serve them mothafuckaz It's on like ah mothafucka, dogg, I'm tellin ya It ain't down They gettin tha... Come on dogg, they gettin' tha....shit! Pull tha shit Damn Here dey come, dogg, here dey come Krayzie Bone: It's gon' be that, you know? Hell yeah, gimme that mothafucka, man (let's get ready for these Mothafuckaz). These bitches and Niggas, shit. Let's take they mothafuckin head off, right here Though, it's on. Aight, nigga i'm tryin to Load this mothafucka Damn, nigga, it's comin off. It's on. It's on. What's up? What's Up, mothafucka (you mothafucka Fuck you, get up) Chorus (gimme some back up) (this way, that way) We no surrender, we no Pretender, we bang bang (8x) Jhaz (from II Tru): We no surrenda, no pretenda, II Tru, my crew come thick Family behind us, you don't wanna see this Mo Thug clique Too swift to be faded, just hated by them foes Throw blows, bow down hoes, Mo Thug handle this like pros I'm too cold, neva catch me slippin', mothafuck a set up II Tru to my dyin day, rollin' wit A.J., Mo Thug love, nigga what You got yo blue suit, yo got yo nine But if you pop one time, my true's comin' back uptight and I'ma end mines I'm nothin', but, one ah the best females Pumpin' in yo ear, fillin' tha air, wit nothin' but potent ass bud smells Tombstone: We strapped with Bone hit the deck, on the worst of the wreck Strapped with the .38 and TEC, hey man how we love them TEC's Ain't gotta dump 'em, but when we find the muthafuckin' snitch Lynch 'em, head straight for the ditch Victims say we got a snake to snitch Goin' to the cut so we can break the bitch How you want the nigga, red on on this blue suit, fried When he died we showed the nigga he could never ride Or fuck with the souljahs that glide on the Clair side Runnin' with gauges, flippin' your pages, fuck the cages Shoulda known not to fuck with the thugs all militant Hell yeah we chill but we ill to defence of livin' Still can't help the way we roll, in the land so cold Eveybody's singin' the devil's song along the road Boogy Nikke: I'm takin' the lives of all them seargents, lieutenants we pin this How far are you willing to go, when you test us we test nuts boy Better part the sea and pin the scriptures we read 'em Gotta get 'em where it hurt, gotta get their kids first, now my subject be the envy in me I'm wantin' your soul to burn in hell, and dwell and tell the past who put you there Your family was soon to follow, as I complete my intro on your people God bless the children though, it was business never personal Better pray to the Lord for your soul, run away through the tunnel of the light, can you see me, see me Krayzie Bone: Boy you better believe it, your people f'in' to feel it when the coffin top drop, the box lock shut Toss 'em in the back of the hearse, and I wish I could watch the cop's crooked body rott And thugs will all in time takeover the world, collect the minds of all the little girls and boys And pearls to a another dimension, where really is just us, fuck the system, is ya feelin' me now 'Cause I ain't got time, to be fuckin' with the street weak leakin' mind You know it's cool to be thuggin' on '99, I parlay break bustas and niggas that's on the grind Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah come up, but I betcha nigga come my way you sprayed You knew we was real, we really do smoke blunts, we do all our own stunts, fuck cops a whole bunch So they wanna die, so we f'in' to kill 'em, hit the copper chop 'em up with the M-11, now feel the pain We the T-H-U-G be fuckin' souljah, niggas is sure we got the real shit for ya Never respect 'em ready to blow 'em out ya town now, come on y'all we take a pow pow That gauge that gauge we spray they lay they lay, what a wonderful day Get up buck and fuck 'em on up, when they pull you to side and they tryin' to put the cuffs on That's the perfect time to get it pump, then you reach up in the glove, hold your breath then get ya buss on Let 'em feel the round, or hear the sound, of the twelve gauge eruption Destruction we've made, now the peelin' is through and we got your pay We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang We no surrender, we no pretender, we bang bang
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Credits
- Writers
- Steven Howse Jr.