Lyrics of 'Where My Thugz At' by Krayzie Bone

-refrain-
Buck, buck! fuck! where my thugs at? where my thugs at! where the fuck my thugs
At? {shots throughout}
Are you ready for war? gotta be ready for war! are you ready for war? gotta be
Ready for war
Krayzie
Foward, march! pull out your weapon; aim directly for the heart/ buck the brain
And make sure everything stop
And listen to the shells drop{sounds} as we steady poppin' round after round
Off, trumpets fade around us/ bailin'
Throu the muthafuckin' mud and rain/ niggas' on a mission/ shirt full of blood
Stains, but I'm still livin', cuz I got the will and the skills to
Make it out the killin' fields alive and killin' still/ this the type of shit i
Make you want/ got our suits on, knowin' and willin' to
Die with our boots on/ dressed in fatigues/ this is real, we ain't no actors/ we
Don't wear this shit for no fashion
You'll see how real it is when we start blastin'/ fake niggas always shoot real
Blanks; we in the steel tanks/ if this was real
They'd probably crumble/ how you come to rumble when you scared of what's in the
Jungle, nigga? why you tell them people
You was killas? I put this on my dead thugs/ when they jump we gon' tear it up/
Torpedo one, bomb torpedo two to see the
Destruction/ military-minded/ so we will win/ strategize, that's all I am
Fuckin' about is strategies/ it's all about reality
And nigga, that's me{shots throughout}
-refrain-
Krayzie
Before we fight, I use my mind to pin the (pin the...)situation/ makin' sure the
Enemies weak before we invade 'em
Then we break 'em (he broke, broke, broke...) organization is a factor, comin'
From the warrior slash the mad rapper
Makin' pushes, jump out the bushes, troopers attack/ and the heads of these
Adversaries/ bring 'em back to me
If you scared, you the first nigga dead, and the field is gettin' deeper/ drama
Gettin' thicker, so I pull my pistol quicker
Kill 'em all if they're not on your team/ but watch out for the spies tryin' to
Infiltrate the scene/ know what I mean?
We headed for the justice center; free all the convicts, and let the killas ride
With us/ yeah, let's fuck some shit up and let's get
Rid of the law, of course; voluntarily or by force/ this shit just goes on and
On/ it don't stop until they
Body rott, and they casket drop/ in the w-a-r/ we are the mighty, the mighty,
The mighty-mighty warriors ready(warrior...)
If they spittin', we gon' send 'em bitches slugs back/ it's like that, buck,
Buck, buck, buck
-refrain-
Krayzie
Thugs, everywhere you go you see 'em/ niggas wanna be 'em/ meet the real
Thuggish ruggish niggas out of cleveland
The wasteland warriors, wild/ execution style/ find your body smellin' foul/ i
Stay thugged out and enhance my thug mentality
Got to keep my mental sharper than a pencil/ got bullets in the clip thou, and
You endangered if you anger me, nigga
You'll meet the one that's in the chamber/ paranoia, don't get too close/ i'll
Blow your fuckin' head right off your shoulders
Cuz everything to me is war/ I'm livin' in horror/ I'll die before I'm captured
(fuck that) fuckin' with these muthafuckers down
To the last clip/ remember the casualties/ dearly departed/ keep poppin' at
These coppers, and we'll drop 'em in your honor
You can rest in peace, your killa's deceased/ where my thugs at? buck, buck!
Get 'em up so I can see 'em, yeah {shots}
-refrain-
We are ready for war...