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los lobos - try me lyrics

try me, if you feelin’ lucky and you think you wanna f-ck with me, come on.
[n-gg-s on the thugline, thugline, thugline.
try me, every action’s guaranteed.
[krayzie’s on the thugline, thugline, thugline.]

load up your sh-t and get in the car [come on, come on, come on.]. come down to
ride on these imposters, fake playa, gangsta thugs, and these hoes who claim
they mobsters, ’cause they cloggin’ up the game. m-th-f-ckas is rappin’, sayin’
anything, and tryin’ to claim everythang to get they pockets paid. i’m tellin’
’em, that’s the wrong way! can’t say you thuggin’, then be fake–n-gg-, that’s
the point i’m tryin’ state in this case. but n-gg-s ain’t feelin’ me, though. so
yo, i say we weed em’ out and heat em’ up. heard you woofin’–yeah, we heard
em’–let us see them nuts. and then if he really jump, more power to you. but no
matter how it go, n-gg- we still gon’ be bringin’ it thug style to you–buckin’.
boo-yah! checkin’ these bustas do be kind of fun, because they know when it’s
static, we gon’ handle it however it come, and n-gg-, whoever it’s from–sure
ain’t givin’ a f-ck who you roll with. if they human, then they ain’t sh-t we
can’t control. and if they bleed, and they need oxygen to breathe, n-gg- ya die.
never fear no man. no matter the size–the bigger, the harder they fall. got
somethin’ for all of y’all, especially c-cky, ’cause tec’ll chop him up–now he
ain’t half the man he thought he was. i bet these n-gg-s think, they rappin’ so
they actin’. so we come for a little target practice aimed exactly at you,
exactly at you.

try me, if you’re feelin’ lucky and you think you wanna f-ck with me, come on.
[n-gg-s on the thugline, thugline, thugline.
try me, every action’s guaranteed.
[krayzie’s on the thugline, thugline, thugline.]

walk through my city: i see n-gg-s watchin’–probably plottin’, schemin’ to rob
me, take all the money, and dump my bl–dy body. i’m sorry, not me. i stay
alarmed and be alert. whether you’re goin’ to play or work, make sure you got
you pistol first–be ready to burst. hesitation could bring up a f-cked up
situation like you leavin’ in the body bag–zipped up, slip on that body tag. so
if you spot him–blast. better him than you, huh? i’m tellin’ you now that me
and my thugs can bring you anything that you want right out of the trunk. so,
what’s the bullsh-t? we got some sh-t you can’t f-ck with, and n-gg- that be
this m-th-f-ckin’ thug sh-t. we love this–probably gon’ die because of it. f-ck
it! i ain’t worried about dyin’ right now, my money what’s important. hey, we
livin’ to die anyway–no matter if it’s now or later. you gon’ rest in peace; it
don’t get no greater. kill ’em all, and when it’s time to drop the mic and go
pick up a rifle, time to fight for what we right for, see who really like war,
yeah. i bet you most n-gg-s lose as soon as they get in it. i can’t afford to
roll with bustas, ’cause i’m really tryin’ win it [i’m really tryin’ to win
it.]. we fightin’ to be victorious [victorious]. witness the story of [story of]
this silent, mighty, mighty, warrior [warrior]. if you hear any n-gg-
move–shoot. don’t let the n-gg- layin’ dead be you. so soldier, pick up you
boots and move. runnin’ for cover, ’cause if they buck ya, it’s over. just like
i told ya, you can die soldier, you can die soldier.

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