Intro:
Makaveli speaking on the
One Nation album
We got to get the
Niggas that runnin'
out of here
So that's what we do
Let the gone, now
Now we got One Nation
With Greg Nice,
Buckshot, Smiff-N-Wesson
Smiff-N-Wesson, Melle
Mel, Scorpio, The Luniz,
Snoop, Kurupt, Daz, Me,
Scarface, Kokane,
Bone Thugs, Spice 1
All of 'em on my shit
One Nation
And it's just to hit my nation
All the real
Niggas that I
recognize in the game

Napolean
Outlaw
With that
mutherfucking Nigga
Yukmouth
Doin' that shit for Rap-A-Lot
So grap your gat a lot, Nigga
Young Niggas on the
rise, motherfucker

Yukmouth
Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em

Verse 1: Napolean
Nigga this is war
We get the shit together
right now, Nigga
After midnight,
this full pound gon' make
some sound, Nigga
Kick in the door
I throw your wife on the couch
I put my dick in her mouth
And put that shit in and out
Outlaw no doubt
Ha, what you don't talk some shit
Ha, what make Napolean flip
I blow your
Backbone to your
motherfuckin' lap hoes
If you wig it, I'ma take it down
Who do you, gotta stay low
Ha, make a move, Nigga
When your sure improved, Nigga
Outlaw soldier
Take it to school, Nigga
We rule Nigga
Have it
Will rap about your gat or
won't you grab it
Feelin' hot like a weapon
Gettin' 16 for my automatic
Thugged out to the overdoses
You Niggas got to
sell 'em some shit
You probably thought you
could leave quick
It ain't happenin' bitch
It's hard to get mob on mine
Outlawz my spine
It ain't hard to find
But get ya, and lay low
And get ya pis by the dough
I keep my shit on
cock, cause Makaveli
said so
I keep my shit on
cock, cause Makaveli
said so

Chorus:

All
If you,
E.D.I
Got to get your money on
>From night till mo'
You better
All
Then do yo thug thang
If you,
Yukmouth
Buy Chronic by the zone
Then get yo smoke on
All
Then do yo thug thang
If you,
Young Noble
Resign the streets
Because you love to bang
All
Then do yo thug thang
If you,
Napolean
Don't give a fuck about life
I lost my family twice
So I'ma
All
Then do you thug thang

Verse 2: E.D.I (Yukmouth)

I been what is know as a
bandit (Bandit)
You better hand it over,
if you wanna see your
grandkids (Grandkids)
I don't give a fuck (Fuck)
Cause Makaveli planned it
(Cause Makaveli planned it)
But when it's said and done
In the streets
We can handle it
Do yo thug thang, o really (Really)
You don't wanna see
me silly (Silly)
With fully loaded 9
milli (9 Milli)
When it get to spittin'
You gon be sittin' me
I'm makin' you ass history
I'm the epidemy of
everthing you fear (Fear)
Crystal clear (Crystal clear)
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In the air
I hit you there (There)
Hit you there (There)
Then I'm out of here (Here)
With your Cartier (Cartier)
And your hottie head (Hottie head)
Between knees (Knees)
I got on the clean knees (Knees)
You ain't see no
Thugs like these,
with slugs like these
We rush tightly
All in together now
Makin' it mo better now
(Makin' it mo better now)
Layin' competitors down
Ahead of you now
Superial style
Grand imperial thug world
I'm rougher for rhyme
I had you wanted for mine
While I'm gunnin' for
mines (Mines)
Thought it was gone, but still on
We commin' to town
(You rainin', clickin' Niggas,
that will see us, man)
You rainin', clickin' Niggas,
that will see us, man
But if you think,
you can't do yo thug thang, Nigga
(Do yo thug thang, Nigga)

Interlude:
Yukmouth
Tires slippin'
Fuck You
Fuck the Outlawz
Fuck the Régime
Machine guns firin'
NIGGA

Verse 3: Young Noble

If you ain't,
lovin' this thug shit
You must be a bitch
Can't compete with the bricks
All the drugdealers rich
Or try to get in
Try to hustle and pear
Walkin' up and down block all day,
'till the rest of the
fiends get here
A bitch named Tarifa
She owned 300 thugs
On a Nigga to hold her beaver
>From the blow I fronted
And do yo thug thang
Rappin (?) drugs slang
(?) and have you losin' you brain
Abusin' the game
So now you're in danger
Lyrically I ruin your name
And keep one in the chamber
Nasty new street slugger,
catch you with a boxcutter
Used to fight with my brother
And run the spot with my mother
You get after, ask her quick
And shit blast the bitch
Fuckin' around with
this Outlaw shit

All
Get your thug on Niggas
Ha, then do yo thug thing

Chorus

Verse 4: Yukmouth

Niggas used to hit me up
Till they see that fuckin' Régime
Stick me up, up in the sky
Firebreatin' dragon
Niggas bout to die
Niggas feel like Armageddon,
when I be headin'
And wait Niggas up at
they own wedding
With they own weapons
Counterfessons
Ghetto lesson number one:
Never try to go to war
without your gun
Niggas get done
Since I quit fuckin' with Num
I did once like Big Pun
Off the books,
Have your body in a coffin up
Nigga I'm off the hook
Like a phoneless chuck
That burned out
Thugged out and turned out
Set that motherfucking
perm out your head
Niggas dead,
if you ain't Régime, or Outlaw
Kiss the ring
I do my thug thing without y'all
Matter of fact
I gives a fuck about y'all
Put a Nigga up in a ho
Just like a ground hole
Thanks of the Hounddogg
They finally found y'all
Leavin' (?) on your face
And about 12 motherfuckin' bodies,
hangin' around y'all
I do my thug thang
Dopin' in and out of lanes
And I must thank
(?)
Tats on my arm
I better ring the fuckin' alarm
Or be the first that get mashed on
Nigga, do yo thug thang

Chorus: x2

Napolean
Uhhh

Gunshot