Chords for Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thuggish Ruggish Bone Lyrics
Tempo:
129.55 bpm
Chords used:
Em
D
G
Am
Bm
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[Bm] We're not against rap, we're not against rappers, but we are against those thugs
It's [Em]
[D] the thuggest world this month, [Em] it's the thuggest world this month, [G] it's the thuggest [D] world this month
[Em]
You're feeling the [D] strength for the wrongs, step [Em] up, hit a phone, get a drunk at the dusk
Just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' your people, just be so [D] real, chill
Better bring your weapon [Em] and step and bring on that ammunition
Trippin' on sips, not to [Am] mention, never [G] knew no [D] competition
But I gotta get [Em] mine, so scream out more and let me hear you holler
Not about that mighty dollar, roll with the bone, more thugger, [D] follow
Chang ain't remainin' the [Em] same, blamin' my dankin', drankin' brew
Thinkin' about that hangin', cuttin' my [Am] bank and [G] thuggin' the crew
It's the thuggest [D] world this month
Get [Em]
[Am] [D]
[Em]
[D] ready for the phone and the motor, [Em] busters, you know me as a hustler
Try to creep and get beat, maybe six feet, [G] peak
Gotta put them [D] under, straight jackets, [Em] gotta make that money, man, it's still the same now
Bellin' in my black trench vest, you gotta be down that [D] bang bang
Come and get this T [Em]-shirt, your soul just hopped up to my stack
Me diggin' me broke to my scub bag with glue all the way back
[D] [Em]
[D]
[Em]
Flip [Bm] all them in that rose, scroll off deep in the land, but [Em] creep if you can
Take another sneak to the brain, growth is lokin', instead of talkin'
Off that [Am] pot and [G] smokin', run up on [D] the pro bono
Gotta get them [Em] up with my bust up, right down to the double glut
Pull to the curse mode with my [G] hustler, put a fork to [D] the brain shot
And the [Em] POC didn't tweet it, gotta get another game for my truck
Oh, English really don't need it, but [D] in case my dudes wanna get drunk
They pop bombs, [Em] so leave them alone, you know I'ma get shot down
Thug runnin' the neck, what?
And you better believe they [G] be runnin' the stooge [D] down
So what now?
See [Em] the moon done claimed, thug never gon' change the flame up
Sit back and just smoke to the same cut, let [Am] the bass on the beat, but [G] like A-M-O
[D] [Em]
[D]
Gotta [Em]
[G]
[D] give it down, milk to the Glock, Glock
[Em] Pop pop, better drop for the buckshot, blow
The ball in me now with no hustle, [D] no creepin' up out of the zip lock
Soaks men, sip gin, [Em] and I know more how I'd have none
I've been slipped in, and slipped and neglected
[G] They stackin' me blood, step back, [D] don't matter what that chestnut
To the chest [Em] and put them to rest, then run up, test, buck
Put a hole up in them and vest, then gotta get through my soul
But it won't [D] good, mug, drug me, [Em] victim
The blood in me runnin' my mental
The thug in me stuck in me keepin' his self-love
The blood in me runnin' my pants [D] out, to the tempo
[Em] Bop to the U-Duck, to the thuggish, thuggish
Say, cyclin', bass, to the feel, to the jays, and the buck
[D] To all my enemies
Baby, [Em]
[D]
[Em]
[Am] [D]
[Em]
[G]
[D] [Em]
and the
[D]
[Em]
[D]
[Em]
[D]
[Em] Cleveland Grafana TV [D] And the
[Em] It's the thuggish
[D]
[Em]
[D]
[Em]
[D] [Em]
It's [Em]
[D] the thuggest world this month, [Em] it's the thuggest world this month, [G] it's the thuggest [D] world this month
[Em]
You're feeling the [D] strength for the wrongs, step [Em] up, hit a phone, get a drunk at the dusk
Just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' your people, just be so [D] real, chill
Better bring your weapon [Em] and step and bring on that ammunition
Trippin' on sips, not to [Am] mention, never [G] knew no [D] competition
But I gotta get [Em] mine, so scream out more and let me hear you holler
Not about that mighty dollar, roll with the bone, more thugger, [D] follow
Chang ain't remainin' the [Em] same, blamin' my dankin', drankin' brew
Thinkin' about that hangin', cuttin' my [Am] bank and [G] thuggin' the crew
It's the thuggest [D] world this month
Get [Em]
[Am] [D]
[Em]
[D] ready for the phone and the motor, [Em] busters, you know me as a hustler
Try to creep and get beat, maybe six feet, [G] peak
Gotta put them [D] under, straight jackets, [Em] gotta make that money, man, it's still the same now
Bellin' in my black trench vest, you gotta be down that [D] bang bang
Come and get this T [Em]-shirt, your soul just hopped up to my stack
Me diggin' me broke to my scub bag with glue all the way back
[D] [Em]
[D]
[Em]
Flip [Bm] all them in that rose, scroll off deep in the land, but [Em] creep if you can
Take another sneak to the brain, growth is lokin', instead of talkin'
Off that [Am] pot and [G] smokin', run up on [D] the pro bono
Gotta get them [Em] up with my bust up, right down to the double glut
Pull to the curse mode with my [G] hustler, put a fork to [D] the brain shot
And the [Em] POC didn't tweet it, gotta get another game for my truck
Oh, English really don't need it, but [D] in case my dudes wanna get drunk
They pop bombs, [Em] so leave them alone, you know I'ma get shot down
Thug runnin' the neck, what?
And you better believe they [G] be runnin' the stooge [D] down
So what now?
See [Em] the moon done claimed, thug never gon' change the flame up
Sit back and just smoke to the same cut, let [Am] the bass on the beat, but [G] like A-M-O
[D] [Em]
[D]
Gotta [Em]
[G]
[D] give it down, milk to the Glock, Glock
[Em] Pop pop, better drop for the buckshot, blow
The ball in me now with no hustle, [D] no creepin' up out of the zip lock
Soaks men, sip gin, [Em] and I know more how I'd have none
I've been slipped in, and slipped and neglected
[G] They stackin' me blood, step back, [D] don't matter what that chestnut
To the chest [Em] and put them to rest, then run up, test, buck
Put a hole up in them and vest, then gotta get through my soul
But it won't [D] good, mug, drug me, [Em] victim
The blood in me runnin' my mental
The thug in me stuck in me keepin' his self-love
The blood in me runnin' my pants [D] out, to the tempo
[Em] Bop to the U-Duck, to the thuggish, thuggish
Say, cyclin', bass, to the feel, to the jays, and the buck
[D] To all my enemies
Baby, [Em]
[D]
[Em]
[Am] [D]
[Em]
[G]
[D] [Em]
and the
[D]
[Em]
[D]
[Em]
[D]
[Em] Cleveland Grafana TV [D] And the
[Em] It's the thuggish
[D]
[Em]
[D]
[Em]
[D] [Em]
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Bm
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[Bm] We're not against rap, we're not against rappers, _ but we are against those thugs _
_ It's _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ the thuggest world this month, _ [Em] _ it's the thuggest world this month, _ [G] _ it's the thuggest [D] world this month
[Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ You're feeling the [D] strength for the wrongs, step [Em] up, hit a phone, get a drunk at the dusk
Just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' your people, just be so [D] real, chill
Better bring your weapon [Em] and step and bring on that ammunition
Trippin' on sips, not to [Am] mention, never [G] knew no [D] competition
But I gotta get [Em] mine, so scream out more and let me hear you holler
Not about that mighty dollar, roll with the bone, more thugger, [D] follow
Chang ain't remainin' the [Em] same, blamin' my dankin', drankin' brew
Thinkin' about that hangin', cuttin' my [Am] bank and [G] thuggin' the crew
It's the thuggest [D] world this month
Get [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] ready for the phone and the motor, [Em] busters, you know me as a hustler
Try to creep and get beat, maybe six feet, [G] peak
Gotta put them [D] under, straight jackets, [Em] gotta make that money, man, it's still the same now
Bellin' in my black trench vest, you gotta be down that [D] bang bang
Come and get this T [Em]-shirt, your soul just hopped up to my stack
Me diggin' me broke to my scub bag with glue all the way back
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Flip [Bm] all them in that rose, scroll off deep in the land, but [Em] creep if you can
Take another sneak to the brain, growth is lokin', instead of talkin'
Off that [Am] pot and [G] smokin', run up on [D] the pro bono
Gotta get them [Em] up with my bust up, right down to the double glut
Pull to the curse mode with my [G] hustler, put a fork to [D] the brain shot
And the [Em] POC didn't tweet it, gotta get another game for my truck
Oh, English really don't need it, but [D] in case my dudes wanna get drunk
They pop bombs, [Em] so leave them alone, you know I'ma get shot down
Thug runnin' the neck, what?
And you better believe they [G] be runnin' the stooge [D] down
So what now?
See [Em] the moon done claimed, thug never gon' change the flame up
Sit back and just smoke to the same cut, let [Am] the bass on the beat, but [G] like A-M-O
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Gotta _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] give it down, milk to the Glock, Glock
[Em] Pop pop, better drop for the buckshot, blow
The ball in me now with no hustle, [D] no creepin' up out of the zip lock
Soaks men, sip gin, [Em] and I know more how I'd have none
I've been slipped in, and slipped and neglected
[G] They stackin' me blood, step back, [D] don't matter what that chestnut
To the chest [Em] and put them to rest, then run up, test, buck
Put a hole up in them and vest, then gotta get through my soul
But it won't [D] good, mug, drug me, [Em] victim
The blood in me runnin' my mental
The thug in me stuck in me keepin' his self-love
The blood in me runnin' my pants [D] out, to the tempo
[Em] Bop to the U-Duck, to the thuggish, thuggish
Say, cyclin', bass, to the feel, to the jays, and the buck
[D] To all my enemies
Baby, _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
and the
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ Cleveland _ _ Grafana TV _ [D] And the
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ It's the thuggish
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ It's _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ the thuggest world this month, _ [Em] _ it's the thuggest world this month, _ [G] _ it's the thuggest [D] world this month
[Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ You're feeling the [D] strength for the wrongs, step [Em] up, hit a phone, get a drunk at the dusk
Just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' your people, just be so [D] real, chill
Better bring your weapon [Em] and step and bring on that ammunition
Trippin' on sips, not to [Am] mention, never [G] knew no [D] competition
But I gotta get [Em] mine, so scream out more and let me hear you holler
Not about that mighty dollar, roll with the bone, more thugger, [D] follow
Chang ain't remainin' the [Em] same, blamin' my dankin', drankin' brew
Thinkin' about that hangin', cuttin' my [Am] bank and [G] thuggin' the crew
It's the thuggest [D] world this month
Get [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] ready for the phone and the motor, [Em] busters, you know me as a hustler
Try to creep and get beat, maybe six feet, [G] peak
Gotta put them [D] under, straight jackets, [Em] gotta make that money, man, it's still the same now
Bellin' in my black trench vest, you gotta be down that [D] bang bang
Come and get this T [Em]-shirt, your soul just hopped up to my stack
Me diggin' me broke to my scub bag with glue all the way back
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Flip [Bm] all them in that rose, scroll off deep in the land, but [Em] creep if you can
Take another sneak to the brain, growth is lokin', instead of talkin'
Off that [Am] pot and [G] smokin', run up on [D] the pro bono
Gotta get them [Em] up with my bust up, right down to the double glut
Pull to the curse mode with my [G] hustler, put a fork to [D] the brain shot
And the [Em] POC didn't tweet it, gotta get another game for my truck
Oh, English really don't need it, but [D] in case my dudes wanna get drunk
They pop bombs, [Em] so leave them alone, you know I'ma get shot down
Thug runnin' the neck, what?
And you better believe they [G] be runnin' the stooge [D] down
So what now?
See [Em] the moon done claimed, thug never gon' change the flame up
Sit back and just smoke to the same cut, let [Am] the bass on the beat, but [G] like A-M-O
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Gotta _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] give it down, milk to the Glock, Glock
[Em] Pop pop, better drop for the buckshot, blow
The ball in me now with no hustle, [D] no creepin' up out of the zip lock
Soaks men, sip gin, [Em] and I know more how I'd have none
I've been slipped in, and slipped and neglected
[G] They stackin' me blood, step back, [D] don't matter what that chestnut
To the chest [Em] and put them to rest, then run up, test, buck
Put a hole up in them and vest, then gotta get through my soul
But it won't [D] good, mug, drug me, [Em] victim
The blood in me runnin' my mental
The thug in me stuck in me keepin' his self-love
The blood in me runnin' my pants [D] out, to the tempo
[Em] Bop to the U-Duck, to the thuggish, thuggish
Say, cyclin', bass, to the feel, to the jays, and the buck
[D] To all my enemies
Baby, _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
and the
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ Cleveland _ _ Grafana TV _ [D] And the
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ It's the thuggish
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _