Mo' Thugs Family Scriptures Lyrics:
We got tha perfect combination (Mo Thug, Mo Thug)
So you betta change yo location (move out, move
out)

Tombstone Mo Thugs, be tha love, slug foe tha
perfect pitch and chronic bud, it save yo strug's,
of somebody suffa scripturaz, tryin to rip ya, hit
ya really good, I'll split ya, ditch ya. Gotta put
you in my hall of flames and damn, it's ah shame,
let yo nuts hang, you can hear tha story of tha
hurricane. Bone, II Tru, Hustlaz and Shiftaz.

(We are tha soldiaz) Busta no need to be loved,
and get tradaz, tryin to get murderis dealaz, tha
trillaz, to peel ya, straight up foe tha infantry,
wars begin, we done see they playin to win, but we
got it all within, so roll wit tha Shifts, cuz tha
thug, they creep, gon' flip it all tha reep, on
tha midnight streets, where they play foe keeps,
so fake soldiaz tha end

Lay hours of tha end, now brothaz are schemin
tryin to break tha heart, gotta 'lleviate tha
problem before it even starts, sit back relax and
neva losin my composure, brotha done told ya,
betta beware. Cuz this Mo Thug clique got plenty
soldiaz, just open yo eyes, and realize, it's
gonna be Mo Thug till I die, neva hesitate to
flip, I can pin you all and in disguises. So if
you wanna come test, definate action must procede,
but before it goes down, I got's to alert tha rest
of my family

Yall want no lovin to a sista flowin bass swish,
you claim to be tha sweetest but tha style I flex
is crazy. Never again, know struggles, see Mo
Thug, we on tha rise, everyday I feel tha swisha
as my method of tha high. No won't want foe money
or a place to eat and sleep, ya see we family now,
comin up wit tha gat pap, done wit tha heat, crazy
friends, out ta rolls, wadn't me fathers by my
lonely, before a sis was burnt, flow want Mo Thug,
open up good money

It be tha Mo, thuggish buck wit bandits, one ah me
soldiaz just can't stand'em, made me how to do a
187 (187) wit ah Mac trench, or reactin like you
really wanna know what's happen, down wit bucka,
yall wit me strap, and dusta be duckin cuz I'm
blastin, we're fast when I seen (seen) fake ass
OG's (OG'S). I'm ridin me (ridin me), Mo Thug is
where I be, I'm down again

So put'em up, best ah cock dem pistols, fiend to
dip home, gettin shot gone, wit this next fall,
with this next fall Tell me have you eva had this
fellin, or ah vision, that you played a major part
in ah killin. Tha man you murdered, let's say, for
instance had a sickness and you didn't pull da
trigger, was tha gun's hurta ease eye. Tha motive
was death. You took his breath without a second
guess, his chest was littered wit blood. Then prop
and leased ah peanut bag along wit tha shells,
from tha slugs. And when they finally find him all
they got was ah snail, and tha skug. Now further
endanger tha species, cuz these niggaz they plot,
they rush up on tha block, wit shots, from fully
automatic weaponry. They had to be at least 2 or 3
cars deep, then all da suddenly, one came up and
gave me face to face wit came in. Come around my
way, you make sense feet'n ya in tha grave,
underneath in tha car found

It's tha hustla wit Hustlaz poetically known as
Tony Ton, wit them thugstaz and Shifters, Tru's
and a playa, let it be known, that we're trues wit
weapons, double are steppin, Mo Thug militant
soldiaz, sucka betta feel this bass, on tha real
this fate, don't lease us in this clique, now. You
wanna ride and die, because there's hatred in your
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eyes, I'd advise, stay wise, betta pray to God,
cuz these Scriptures might just rip yo mental
straight apart it's from tha heart. Demons that
drop our livez got plenty sides, realize, they
fell off. So many wanna roll, but oh how we
stroll, they neva know we're guilty, guilt, so
let's make our doe, foe sho' This Mo Thug Family
(this Mo Thug Family) (repeat) Scriptures, we
keep'em all within me (we keep'em all within me)
(repeat)

Layzie (Stan Howse) No competition. And I gotta
get mine, so scream ah Mo, and let me hear ya
holla, not about that might dolla, roll wit tha
Bone, Mo Thugs of all her, changing remaining tha
same, flamin my dank and drankin brew, thinkin
bout that hangin, cleppin my back and thuggin wit
trues, fools, you know we're Mo Thug Family (Mo
Thug Family), I got all my thugstaz wit me
(thugstaz wit me) (repeat)

Ken Dawg (Kendon Anthony) Hostin ah close enough
foe ya, to let you know it's do or die foreva,
ridin together, to tha day of tha stormy weather.
Pleasure and pain, is all in this trip, all these
Crips could flip, as these all Mo Thugs hits, this
clique are soldiaz, and keep it real until tha
end, some green in tha Hen, and we need in, right
Let sista nip this in tha but you can't face wit
this playa, hellin foe rhymes, sayin this Family
Scriptures at last remain this stickin that punk
yo bank doe. Hear green, or comin real Little C
bust'em. Tru's bringin tha drama for them bustaz,
neva no bluffin, no question. Gotta run my game
tight, neva no weak link when a sista fall victim.
Hit'em wit Cleveland original money makaz up in yo
system

It's tha Mo Thug Family Scripture we singin my
people and me, you betta believe tha Family's
tree's much deepa then what you seein, believin,
hey. Gotta give ah p'z to tha land and sellin my
halo, gotta stay head strong foe my soldiaz, like
I told ya (Dear Lord can you help me?) when you at
peace. Neva to fiend, you'll pray foe tha peoplez
when you need'em they there. Ya betta be well, mo
slug's steppin, wit records we comin. Wit tha Word
in da hull just teach tha people no knowin ya
showin. It's Armageddon again, He comin, betta be
ready boy. You betta be teachin yo people to ride
up tha stairs, to pray, Souljah Boy

These soldiaz trapped in this world, don't step in
our face and my bullet's pearl. Fed up wit these
hataz, and breakin these othaz they fakaz and
fakaz fade, them pullin a gat on Mo Thug, but it
ain't no suckaz this lunatic, where's tha ground,
betta get gone, on tha dark, cuz tha gat flipped
and roam, and havin them demons makin me crazy,
know tha guage can't be fucked wit, when I'm
swangin them thangs, in front of outs and I'll
bust'em in, gotta load tha clip, when I rip them,
slip them slugs up out tha chamber, should'a
flexed it foe me, stranger

Krayzie (Anthony Henderson) Busta, you in danger,
tell'em they in danger. Ahh, cops are quits, I
take it dip flippin them, realize, what ah hit you
have misted. Ah testa be down foe tha family that
don't give no betta then this. Now what you gonna
when tha Bone get murder man, you playin within
tha game, that's why can train and prayin
everyday. Family neva divided you hurtaz be fo
quit tell you can buy, so help us along, we
leave'em behind, I mean we tried but they could
not fall in line. So this is what we done hell
into they didn't this everyone, gimme tha real,
makin tha mill', how do you feel, how turn me
round

Flesh Steady makin me town, like me told ya, Mo
Thug soldia got ya back, get it postin, sellin
crown, murdered it execution style, leavin'em
roasted all tha while. I'm sippin ya hookaz so we
should thinkin 'bout don't sloke and go you wonder
why, niggaz they hate me, die. And where my family
motto sky. I get wit tha dry tech and tha Johnny
deep on tha nuts hang, and you wanna finally get
betta in tha heart to handle tha pression cuz my
nigga shogun let test weed niggaz predict. Went
gone, straight Mo Thug and hook up, and they want
tha St. Clair Style, how we do it always, keep
foldin, flippin through tha pages ah literature
scripture's weed man

Tre' Turn we come to play, Mo Thug eternally, no
unnecessary tension wit me. My Mo Thug Family
stays beside me, behind me, leads me guides me.
Ladies, are we, eternal Mo Thug
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