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Thug Story
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Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go...
Once upon a time not long ago
when I was outta town movin work with Zo
I used to bring my nigga B.R.
and niggas with the burna's holdin' down B-R
There lived a jealous kid that was mislead
by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead
(He said) Me and you are gonna push this rock
Once we kill Rob we takin over the block
They did the job, but didnt suceed
When I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believe
They started bustin and'a bustin filled my ribs like crusting
had the vest on so it didnt mean nothin
One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erratic
But he fell, two slugs from my semi-automatic
Ran two blocks there was cops all over
Then I dipped into the building ???
Banged on the door of apartment 83
Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me
Ran to the roof like "Fuck that sista"
Ask an old man "Can you help me mista?"
Got to the roof clutchin my four-four
open up the door, yo guess who I saw (Who?)
Black and Deaf now, ain't this proper
Guns drawn full of tef toward the helicopter
Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered
Body all battered, and clothes all tattered
Deep in my heart I wanted revenge
but I let the shit slide til I saw 'em again
Pulled out my guns and released a clip (And)
Thats the way I gotta end this shit
He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream
Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath
Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live

Good night...good night

Knock 'em out the box Black

I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up
Wifey on the side like Justin, shes kept the hope up
All thats on my mind is revenge revenge
Justin and a few dogs kicked the door of the hinge
Go with the drawers on, man its cold as shit
Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit
He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for 'Delph
Not knowin that he might get killed himself
Now wifey being trained by the F.O.I.
It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye
he was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have her
Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger
Well in these times, well atleast to me
No true niggas rollin come in sets of three
And they won't stop rollin til you let them see
All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves
Barely out the crib caught one in the leg
Couldn't even get my boys had to leave 'em for dead (Damn)
That's cold, yeah I know, but the cold in the streets
the one who escaped is the one holdin the heat
Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze
By the time y'all hear this I'll be somewhere in Belize
With some bad asian chick layin between my knees
While I'm blowin off some trees, pumpin B.I.G.'s
Greastest hits, this was my latest shit
Watch how niggas act when they play this shit
This a lesson, shits for real no dressing
No ?lip? infestin, crab cats I'm addressin
Bad Boy, the 44 Mag, fresh off the rack
All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the fuck back
This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath
Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live

Good night...good night

Knock 'em out the box Black

Thats right
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All you bitches
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Overall Meaning

The song “Thug Story” by Black Rob narrates a story of the rapper’s experience in the dangerous life of being a thug. The song starts with Black Rob reminiscing about his past, back when he used to move drugs with his friends, including B.R. He narrates how there were two jealous kids that wanted him dead, but they failed to kill him. In retaliation, he pulled out his guns and ended up killing his rival. In the end, he realizes the consequences of living a thug life, where anyone can catch a blood bath at any time. He ends the song by emphasizing the importance of living a straight and narrow life.


The song is a classic example of gangsta rap, a subgenre of hip hop music that portrays the street life and violence in inner cities. Black Rob's storytelling and narrative in the song are regarded as one of the outstanding aspects of the track. The song has been featured in various movies and video games like the Grand Theft Auto series.


Line by Line Meaning

Once upon a time not long ago
Back in the day


when I was outta town movin work with Zo
When I was selling drugs with Zo out of town


I used to bring my nigga B.R.
I used to bring Black Rob with me


and niggas with the burna's holdin' down B-R
And my guys with guns protecting Black Rob


There lived a jealous kid that was mislead
There was a kid who was jealous and misinformed


by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead
By another jealous kid who wanted to kill me


(He said) Me and you are gonna push this rock
The other kid said we were going to sell drugs together


Once we kill Rob we takin over the block
Once we kill Black Rob, we're taking over the territory


They did the job, but didn't succeed
They tried to kill Black Rob, but failed


When I got up off the ground niggas couldn't believe
When I survived, people were surprised


They started bustin and'a bustin filled my ribs like crusting
They started shooting and hitting me, causing my ribs to hurt


had the vest on so it didn't mean nothin
I had a bulletproof vest on, so it didn't hurt me


One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin' erratic
One kid grabbed a gun and started shooting erratically


But he fell, two slugs from my semi-automatic
But he got shot and fell after I shot him twice with my gun


Ran two blocks there was cops all over
I ran two blocks and there were police everywhere


Then I dipped into the building ???
Then I went into a building, but it's unclear which one


Banged on the door of apartment 83
I knocked on the door of apartment number 83


Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me
A woman started screaming because she was scared of me


Ran to the roof like 'Fuck that sista'
I ran to the roof and didn't care about the screaming lady


Ask an old man 'Can you help me mista?'
I asked an old man for help


Got to the roof clutchin my four-four
I reached the roof holding my gun


open up the door, yo guess who I saw (Who?)
I opened the door and guess who I saw (Who?)


Black and Deaf now, ain't this proper
I saw Black and Deaf, isn't that appropriate?


Guns drawn full of tef toward the helicopter
They had their guns out and were aiming at the helicopter


Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered
I survived, but my ribs were broken


Body all battered, and clothes all tattered
My body was bruised and my clothes were torn


Deep in my heart I wanted revenge
I wanted revenge badly


but I let the shit slide til I saw 'em again
But I didn't act on it until I saw them again


Pulled out my guns and released a clip (And)
I took out my guns and started shooting (And)


Thats the way I gotta end this shit
That's how I have to end this situation


He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream
He was just a drug addict, trying to live like a thug


Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream
I shot him in the chest and he screamed


Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
This is serious, so don't laugh


'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath
Because any one of us could be in a violent situation


Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live
We should live a straight and narrow life, without violence


I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up
I woke up in pain with my broken ribs


Wifey on the side like Justin, shes kept the hope up
My wife is by my side, keeping hope alive


All thats on my mind is revenge revenge
All I'm thinking about is revenge


Justin and a few dogs kicked the door of the hinge
Justin and a few guys kicked the door down


Go with the drawers on, man its cold as shit
I put on some clothes, it's really cold outside


Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit
I had my gun by the table, here, hold this


He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for 'Delph
He was one stupid guy trying to sell drugs


Not knowin that he might get killed himself
Not realizing that he could get killed


Now wifey being trained by the F.O.I.
Now my wife is being trained by the Nation of Islam


It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye
It was horrible, we stabbed the other guy in the eye


he was screamin' tryin' grab her actin like he had to have her
He was screaming and trying to grab her, acting like he needed her


Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger
We tackled him, but I got stabbed with the knife


Well in these times, well atleast to me
Well, at least to me, in these times


No true niggas rollin' come in sets of three
I don't trust guys who roll together in groups of three


And they won't stop rollin til you let them see
And they won't stop until you show them what they want


All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves
All the scars that the Tech 9 gun causes


Barely out the crib caught one in the leg
I was barely out of the house when I got shot in the leg


Couldn't even get my boys had to leave 'em for dead (Damn)
I couldn't even grab my friends, I had to leave them behind to die


That's cold, yeah I know, but the cold in the streets
It's cold-hearted, yeah, I know, but that's how it is on the streets


the one who escaped is the one holdin the heat
The guy who got away is the one with the gun


Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze
Before I leave, I'm going to get some coke from the freezer


By the time y'all hear this I'll be somewhere in Belize
By the time you hear this, I'll be in Belize


With some bad asian chick layin' between my knees
With a beautiful Asian woman between my legs


While I'm blowin' off some trees, pumpin' B.I.G.'s greatest hits
While I smoke some weed and listen to The Notorious B.I.G.'s greatest hits


This was my latest shit
This was my latest song


Watch how niggas act when they play this shit
Watch how other guys react when they hear this song


This a lesson, shits for real no dressing
This is a lesson, this is real, no fakery


No flip infestin', crab cats I'm addressin
No fake talk or fake behavior, I'm addressing fake guys


Bad Boy, the 44 Mag, fresh off the rack
Bad Boy Entertainment, the 44 Magnum gun, brand new


All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the fuck back
All of you who are afraid and disloyal, step back


Thats right
That's correct


Black Rob, the craziest presentation
Black Rob, the craziest performer


All you bitches
All of you women


Bad Boy, Life stories
Bad Boy Entertainment, life stories


Alumni
Alumni


Crumbs, crumbs
Little things, little things


Good night...good night
Good night...good night


Knock 'em out the box Black
Make a great performance, Black Rob




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Written by: SEAN COMBS, HARVE PIERRE, ROBERT ROSS, RICKY M L WALTERS

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