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choppa clique - thuggish ruggish remake lyrics

hook: hurricane (x2)

there’s no surrender, we keeping it thuggish ruggish baby
never no pretender, how we be doing it finna get krayzie
never layzie, kind of wish a n-gg- would try to test my flesh, get bizzy on em
we giving em mo’ murder, so a n-gg- better shake that stress, we get it on em

verse 1: hurricane

mr. kansas city look at this getting it in, what you know about the ‘cane doing the thuggish ruggish
give it a go up with my people from the chi or cleveland, and act wrong, keep on believing
frag gonna hit you with my legendary flows, choppa that wrecking breaking their back we be doing it how we be doing it when we go sh-t, this is the resurrection
bone thugs done created rapping, the five dope rappers at the intersection
of the crossroads, we done across four
midwest music, get inspired so we all pros, yeah, finna tuck on the ride you through these ruthless streets, now let’s give em homicide
put the people to silence up with the bangers, kansas city n-gg-s is crazy you in danger
never knew how to deal with voluntary anger, pull the trigger back, no mercy on a stranger
i’m yelling bl–dy murder coming to serve you with that thang, y’all feeling the pressure of n-gg-s better remember it’s hurricane

verse 2: d-spillz

mr. bill collector, i’ve been spitting these verses for royalty checks bruh
we could never ever, be b-mping your track and we showing respect bruh
to the homies who show difference from the most, to the homies that make music will make you roll up a blunt
and look into my eyes and try to lie like you weren’t buy east 99 and let it b-mp in your trunk
known to f-ck it dipping won’t fight then they better so test us and you will get shut down
we’re mental on one of the somethings you better believe for the chopping, no mock style
we buck rounds, no homie no omen to stopping this lyrical danger, so sit back and twist mary-jane-a
forever keep going homie drink up

hook: hurricane (x2)

verse 3: maniphest destne

feel the rhythm of the guns that dump, verbal some machinery that’s in my lungs, spit a pump, finna b-mp in the trunk, what you want huh?
steady grinding cause i rip it do on the first of the month, set to murder to the clip fully forever any day
choppa clique the definition of a weapon that’ll spray, every letter in my name is symbolically bout my city that i had to leave, and i would never run away
from the 216 to the 440, grew upstairs i’ve been oh-so cold, reminiscing bout the day busting with .40 on the block while we’re listening to pac and the bone bone bone
cut it b-tch i hold it down, for my city, and my neighborhood like an ak would, had enough of these tatted up faking thugs
let the hate all front, i’m the genuine art come i hope you’re ready to follow to what you say to us
now follow me now bro stroll, while i take another clip and i reload, dopeness and the flow sh-t
cleveland to the kansas city, when they say that happens to me people, let em creep on
the come-up, if you run up, get your gun up, don’t trip, get it we roll, couple blunts up with this come bud
every mama’s gonna give it up for the chop chop, pop pop better duck when i bust my flow
most thuggish and ruggishest since bone, we running this keeping this sh-t like, feel the tempo, with the pinnacle they don’t f-ck with double c’s
first right gs, in this rap sh-t while we maniphest our destiny

verse 4: bonez

‘member them days with the pop pop bang, chilling in the cub with the blunt i’m blazed
east ninety-ninety-ninety-ninety nine-nine okay
even up in north dakota wasn’t off to get to brawling k!ll a dosure with a soldier of the cleveland k!llers
p o t then see this, pain this, off the f-cking liquor oh no, gotta get it all up for the bone thugs
cold ones soldiers and i show love, go
don’t act like a hoe and you don’t know you don’t get the love and get knocked off
ain’t never no surrender who the f-ck can do it better, get in your face if i continue put a bullet in the centre of a smile
while i’m feeling to get up out the limit every time cause the choppa cliquing vibe getting high

hook: hurricane (x2)

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