They don' t give a fuck about us (Get your money nigga, get your money)
Young Noble
Hey yo, military mindstate, we boostin' the crime rate (Uh) I'm a souljah, a thug, a outlaw ape/ Sheddin' tattoo tears, we been at it for years/ "Live it up or give it up" been our motto for years/ Homie we loved in the ghettos, loved in the streets, loved in the jails, and loved overseas, uh/ We made somethin' outta pile of shit (Outta pile of shit) None other than Thug Brothers on that ridah shit
Krayzie Bone
Pass it to me so a nigga can kill it and I'm a get outta your business so quickly/ You be in a coma even before you even know that we hit ya/ This is a Soldiers Anthem, blast 'em while I'm chantin' sayin "Now back up" We the niggas that fucked up the party before we get started, yeah thats us, the thugs/ You know the motherfuckers, everyone wanna be 'em/ And po-po be playa hatin' when we see 'em/ But we don't hesitate to give em the finger, Fuck yall!/ Fuck with my Thug Brothers, I got plenty slugs for ya/ We ready for combat, nigga, you got that? You got that?
-Chorus-Young Noble-
All my souljahs are you ready? (1,2,3 march!) All my souljahs hold it steady (1,2,3 march!) Now sound off (3,4) It's Bone Thugs and them dirty Outlawz/ Now sound off (5,6)/ Thug Brothers, we up in this bitch