Try Me lyrics
Try me, if you feelin' lucky and
you think you wanna f**k with me, come on.
[Niggas 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.
Muthaf**kas 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--nigga, that's the point I'm
tryin' state in this case. But niggas 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, nigga 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 nigga, whoever it's
from--sure ain't givin' a f**k 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, nigga ya die. Never fear no
man. No matter the size--the bigger, the harder they
fall. Got somethin'
for all of y'all, especially cocky, 'cause TEC'll
chop him up--now he ain't half the man he thought he
was. I bet these niggas
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**k with me, come on.
[Niggas on the
thugline, thugline, thugline.
Try me, every
action's guaranteed.
[Krayzie's on the
thugline, thugline, thugline.]
Walk through my city: I see niggas
watchin'--probably plottin', schemin' to rob me, take
all the money, and dump my bloody
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**ked 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 bullshit? We got some sh*t you can't f**k
with, and nigga that be
this muthaf**kin' thug shit. We love this--probably
gon' die because of it. f**k 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 niggas 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 nigga
move--shoot. Don't let the nigga 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.
Try me, if you're feelin' lucky and
you think you wanna f**k with me, come on.
[Niggas on the
thugline, thugline, thugline.
Try me, every
action's guaranteed.
[Krayzie's on the
thugline, thugline, thugline.]
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