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NAVIGATION
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Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
Tell me what ya gonna do
where there ain't no where to run
when judgment comes for you,
when judgment comes for you?
What ya gonna do
where there ain't no where to hide
when judgment comes for you,
Cause it's gonna come for you
Bizzy:
let's all bring it in for Wally
Eazy sees Uncle Charlie,
Little Boo, God's got him,
and I'm gonna miss everybody,
I done roll with flows my game, looked at him while he lay
When playing with destiny, play too deep for me to say,
Lil Lazy came to me told me if he should decease
well then please bury me by my Gran Gran and when you can come
follow
me.
Layzie:
God bless you workin on a plan to heaven
follow the Lord all 24/7 days
God is who we praise even though the devils all up in my face.
He keepin me safe and in my place
say grace to the gates we race,
but I change the face of judge,
then I guess my soul won't budge, grudge,
because there's no mercy for thugs,
ohhhhhh what can I do, it's all about a family and how we roll
Can I get a witness not enough fool
We livin our lives to eternal our souls ay o ayo...
Chorus 1:
Heeeeeeeey, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and still we
lay,
still we lay, still we lay
Krayzie:
Now follow me roll stroll whether it's hell or it's heaven
let's come take a visit of the people that's long gone they rest
Wally, Eazy, Terry, Boo
And still keepin up wit they family
Exactly how many days we got lastin while you laughin we passin'
passin' away
God rest our souls cause I know I might meet you up at the
crossroads
Yall know ya forever got love from
Bone Thugs baby
Wish:
Lil E-Z long gone,
really wish he could come home
But when it's time to die gotta go bye bye
all 'lil thug could do was cry, cry
Why'd they kill my dog?
Damn man I miss my Uncle Charles yall
he shouldn't be gone
in front of his home
what they did to Boo was wrong ohhhhhh (wrong, wrong)
was so wrong gotta hold on, gotta stay strong,
when the day come better believe Bone got a shoulder you can
lean on,
lean on
Repeat Chorus 1 (fade into main chorus)
And we pray, and we pray and we pray and we pray.
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday...
And we pray, and we pray and we pray and we pray.
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday...
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads)
so you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads)
so you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads)
so you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads)
so you won't be lonely,
And I'm gonna miss everybody and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody and I'm gonna miss everybody
Livin' in a hateful world,
sending me (straight to heaven)
that's how we roll
Livin' in a hateful world,
sending me (straight to heaven)
that's how we roll
Livin' in a hateful world,
sending me (straight to heaven)
that's how we roll
And I ask the good lord why,
he sigh, he told me we live to die
Whats up wit dat murder yall?
See my little ousin was hung
Somebody really wrong anybody wanna touch that star?
And Ms. Sleazy set up easy to fall
You know while we sinnin
He intindin on endin it when it ends
He comin again and again and again
now tell me what ya gonna do.
Can somebody anybody tell me why hey...
Can somebody anybody tell me why,
he died,
we die,
I don't wanna die........
(so wrongoo, so wrongoo, wrong)
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads(crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads(crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads(crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads(crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads(crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads(crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely
See you at the crossroads(crossroads, crossroads)
So you won't be lonely.......
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[Birds singin', snorin', roster crowin', and an alarm clock] [Chorus: Layzie & Bizzy (repeat 4x)]
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up [Krayzie] Hey my nigga we havin' a wonderful day and I won't f**k wit me. Why? Cuz it's the 1st of tha month and now we smokin',chokin',rollin' blunts And sippin' on 40 ounces thuggin' come come we got the blessed rum From jumpin' all nights we high Hit up the block to where? East 99 I get wit my nigga to get me some llello Double up nigga what you need? We got weed to get P.O.Ded Fiend for the green leaves Give it up it's the foe sure you better lay low Cause the po-po creep when they roll slow If you can't get away better toss that llello Keep your bankroll Yeah we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high And you better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine crime after crime Fin to creep to the pad cuz mom's got grub on the grill If we got the food, you know it's the 1st of tha month and my nigga we chills foe real [Chorus 4x] [Bizzy] Wake up and I see that my sister is already dressed She said "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps Watch and make sure no one snatches my check" nigga that's the mailman Sort through the mail and put it up in-a me pocket So I be hittin' the 99 to get me a dub Foe forty bucks but ain't nobody ride that rita Hop on the 10 to the click Ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs And to cash that dum I gotta get paid there there holla holla Saint Claire got much to offer Whether it be weed on 93 Or off on the glock glock for some dollars, so Get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh Most all of my niggas got the same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke Hittin' that reefer hydro, you know the cut, so f**k them po-po Toss all that llello, and we're gonna say no Runnin' through the alley and into the melee Up on the second the sundown Those run from January,November,December remember the 1st of tha month [Chorus 4x] [Wish] It's tha 1st of tha month Gotta grind gotta get mine In the hood that I claim I slang on that double 9-9 Gotta find them dubs Gonna get a forty, can a thug get love? What's up? Try to stand on my corner Nigga you'z a gonna Saint Claire niggas don't like that And sellin' them dummies makin' that money come back nigga get pap pap From the 1st to the 15th niggas smoke plenty weed But I gotta save gotta come up Put my rocks on the cut When I get high nigga blaze that blunt, huh Time to roll to the pad Count up my profits and add it to the stash Gotta watch my back see for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool But never no shorts no losses Dumpin' keepin' this niggas up off me see Gotta search the whole block Spend a couple of bills Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the 1st [Chorus 2x] [Layzie (Krayzie)] Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off up early mornin' stretchin' I'm yawnin' lightweight bent chugga lugga take a fifth to the dome Instead I kick it with my trues But it's the 1st so I'm getting my hustle on Hop on the phone, calling up Krayzie Bone Wanna know did you O.G check come? (She put me down) Imma hop on the bus with Biz (Yo Brother let's get drunk) And I'm coming with blunt after blunt Of this skunk Nigga T just put me down Oh God how I love when the 1st come around Now I'm feelin' black and mild, headed cross town Cuz niggas the 1st to get celebrated Rushin' to the block cuz I wanna get faded Lookin' all wild cuz I'm getting me hair braided We heavy off into this game True to the 1st just call me that pro slang Them nickels and dimes and 20's and 50's The 1st be the day for the dopeman Slangin' that cocaine fool, and I'm working late tonight And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs Cuz I got them rocks for them pipes Come come with them ease I gotta get paid on the 1st, gotta blaze up my spliff Get live with the Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustlas in the graveyard shift On the 1st [Chorus: Repeat til the end of the song]
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[Krayzie Bone]
Don't niggas don't wanna start shit,
Buck, buck to the bang,
Sendin' bullets to the brain, nigga, yeah
A nigga that always at my city with me,
now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic?
Nigga that thought he could bang.
That nigga's stuck.
That nigga's blasted.
They got my man from the Land.
Never ran, I step with deadly men.
If ya come a little bit closer,
I can turn you into sand.
Now follow me, now roll, stroll down to Cleveland.
We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in deep,
and the blood is seepin'.
Got niggas in alleys,
f**k niggas in badges.
We say bang.
Eighty-eight through the ten-five (and Clair)
St. Clair ain't shit to f**k with.
Pumpin', Krayzie be bumpin', dumpin' the bloody body.
Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue.
We comin' to shoot up your posse.
My niggas-they comin' up out the woods,
to get the goods.
Krayzie be thug, and (want to) die-that's from comin' up in my
hood.
We killas. Get a gat, pap, pap, clack back me gun,
bust one, they done.
Cleveland is where we from.
Hearts-thugs have none.
[Chorus: (2x)]
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off,
there's really no place to run.
Niggas get vicious with my click,
'cause even the bitches carry guns.
[Bizzy Bone]
Soon as I hit the scene, ??
feelin' for a pistol,
but I didn't have no gun.
Come with original thugsta shit.
I be flippin' it with me tongue.
Nigga, Cleveland is the city where we come from,
and I show them hoes up outta the Clair that thugs don't run
from none.
Follow rip one, now, on and on,
them definitely got me back.
And I'm throwin' up St. Clair thugsta niggas,
with or without my gat.
Forever be ready to pull out me murder tools East 99 style,
fools.
Me put it in mind on murderin' you,
followin' whenever me murderous trues.
Niggas that claim to bang bang,
when it comes to slang thangs, they do.
They know they cannot buck me,
one of 'em sure to slug me,
but they hope the thug I be, Bizzy.
Better let 'em him be or they'll see.
Nigga, hangin', swangin', never to miss. The Biz is me.
[Chorus (2x)]
[Layzie]
Livin' in the Land of the Heartless,
with a sawed-off pump, shootin' craps.
Hand on my strap, roll thick, 'cause they jack.
Runnin' up on the Bone, you needin' to be pap pap.
Soldier thugs be pumpin' them slugs,
defendin' they drugs.
When they roll up,
niggas be creepin' up slow,
heavy packed with they gats,
and try to pull a hold up,
but nigga, now hold on.
Wanna test the Bone?
The gauge is shown.
Any is mind blown,
lookin' down the barrel of this mausberg chrome to the dome.
Bone, clack back me gauge in a rage,
copper take these here rocks.
Double glock,
my pistols be pumpin' and buckin' out shots whenever
the trouble knocks.
Steadily hittin', me clean up,
get lit up for ready your soul to burn,
and I blow your shit up, get 'em on the get up,
cause niggas must learn.
Yearnin' to earn cheese.
Ready to die, so niggas can't take these.
Wantin' to clock G's, want to move keys,
not takin' a loss on my green leaves, please.
East nine nine, crime finds mine,
strayin' on this road to hell,
and prison walls, testin' balls,
for the cause, gotta get that sale,
and bailin', kickin' up mud, rollin',
I get with my thugs.
Rippin' apart shit, so nigga, don't start shit,
cause we kill in the Land of the Heartless, Die.
[Chorus (4x)]
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Where you from nigga?
[Layzie Bone] Straight from the muthaf**kin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on Yeah,
[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]
Staright Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare We talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat it Daily collectin' me bank roll Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose Never the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking) Number one assassin Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-guage eruption Let loose wid ah buckshot blastin' Bone up outta the cut and we buckin' Eternally here to stay in the khaki suits and the high tec boots Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot Blazin' and burnin' my grain This year the same I crept and I came Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang Givin' up slang tryna' f**k wid ah chain gang BANG! Str8 land ah the heartless Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution Str8 prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion
[Hook:]
Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan
[Verse 2: Bizzy & Krayzie Bone]
Come and follow me hollow point snub slug Pullin' me body underground Put 'em in the grave they lay away down Claire Claire stay down I'm one ah the thuggest muthaF**KAS in yo city Under me strap packed Ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight You wid me roll well roll till the Bone drop hit that hydro That's the way that we deal That's the way that we steal Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride, Ride to the darkside feel the darkness East ninety nine, mine the thugs I luvs 'em heartless Yeah follow me now ride ride follow me commit some You can run but won't escape the lie So many tried but died
[Verse 3: Krayzie Bone]
Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets Ain't tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me So me, runnin' wid me guage Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin Buck buck droppin' them bodies (Come again) dumpin' them bodies (Runnin' then) we finna posse Thug what check out the glock glock We to poetic for swang Niggas claim they came and remain Smoke bud all day and maintain They come they gun they run From the po-po jump the fence Hit 95th and now Nigga let's roll some shit Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them That's them the po-po back up on me Nigga me f**ked up now Little time they screamin' on 6-5 That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now Little nigga playin' wid them police in the Claire Get 'em up wid, beware I take Nigga need some weed That's funny I ain't got no money Nigga put me down, Swing to the bud stops for some brews Really don't drink but it's for me Trues Four crazy niggas wid nuthin' to looooose.
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
I'm from the C-Town we beat 'em Thug niggas done straight came up, Nigga wanna test must rest Buckshots all in that chest he's f**ked up, Killas from the nigga that's realer In wid that Claire Bendin' that dunn Pop when they run dunn Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up Ya down for that thang gotta gang bang bang if you have to, Beat ah nigga down in any town, But don't let me catch ya Mentality straight from the C-Town Where everyday niggas get beat down Betta think before you run up I gun up but I think keep peep this game now To the niggas that's just gone by that f**kin' wid Bone Swang widda clip tight clan It's all eternally flossed out Nigga that's Bone.......
[Hook] [til' fade]
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[Layzie Bone] I been stuck in the struggle And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble I'm gettin' caught up in the dust Instead of usin' my muscle And everytime I extend my heart to my mother Caught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustle Sometimes I sit and I wonder If a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don't give a damn But I'm still a man Got a soul program I'ma pump my fist I'm stayin' ready for this And you can put this on Wish I never stayed in ya buis' And when I needed a ride You wouldn't give me a lift And now I'm poppin' my cris You niggas all on my dick I wanna change the world You wanna change ya life I wouldn't a put up a fight If I knew it was trite They say everything happin' for a reason Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin' Needin' general assistance Out here needin' public housing Out here tryna make ends meet Tryna get on their feet But see ?? so cloudy And I know what you don't know You better get on your mission and get down for your dough See the real niggas ready out here taken control See I'm screamin' out Mo' With my pockets on swoll Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house Quit bringin' distrust to my spouse Casuse I'm ready for the kill on look out, look out If you niggas try to run up on the Bone I'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chrome I don't wanna have to send a nigga home Lord please take me home Come and take me home
[Chorus] [Phil Collins]
Take, take me home Cause I dont remmeber Take, take me home Cause I dont remember
[Krayzie Bone] Home,Home,Home,Home,Home, Home,Home,Home,Home,Home Please take me home When I'm lookin' at my money now ?? livin' foul I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving Cause I'm nine-to-five And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the block Duckin' ?? the cops clocked on the night-shift Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto But we finally made it Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah Now it's on Bone Thug Leave alone, came back the next year Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the go And what do you know (Oh no) Eazy, rest his soul Left us in the mess, I don't regret it But we better get up and get it, go Everythang's gon' wrong Especially Bone, it never been right I knew it woulda been on We woulda been tight We would of been in the zone ridin' so high Up in the game fire, does, lie See we used to love makin' music We was always in the studio, groovin' We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right) But you know I'm goin' through it And ain't feelin this rap thing right now They got me trippin' ready to flip They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips They got me trippin' loadin' the clips They trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it right now (Right now, now)
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone] I'll never give in I'll never give up I'll let 'em live in They sinnin' They pretend to be tough (Pretend to be tough) Pretend to be blessed They want money and women, it's never enough ?? hope nobody knows just too much You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so, we give 'em the dough Fired out, laughin' up When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk And to the grave, I been one of the brave Not one of the slaves ?? And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be ready for hate Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak Lost mommy, poppy left home I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie Sit list in the back tellin' his selction His date is probably Probably my mommy, song Cryin' for the life of you gone Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll
[Chorus]
[Wish] When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong We just wanted him to see what we do You motivated us at the shows we see too And I really hope u live through what we spit on the song You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone Like one said we'll never make it Like two, thirty mil in they faces ?? Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs The music nigga make it back, scandlous But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth And things have changed like relationships Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood Bye, think I'm home Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone You can really help a busta if it ain't ment to be Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs Lord just guide em' home, guide 'em home
[Chorus]
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[Chorus 2x] (What about us?) What about my niggaz still out on the street? (What about us?) What about my partners doin' time? (What about us?) What about this arresting from the police? (What about us?) What about my young thugs cry?
[Layzie] Its for my, incarcerated niggaz That stuck in the pin they coming home Gotta stay strong cause you aint alone Remember you always got love from home They steal this pain and may not know it I'm a boy and I gotta show it I hear them cries from the babies I wish they had a chance don't wanna blow it But unemployed for all the little girls and boys You got'sa, love your mom and daddy And make them wonder why you give them ploys Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap But what about that little nigga running the streets Making a living through his beats What about these whack ass politicians They don't care if we live or die What about that elderly barely breathing, gotta survive on SSI They say America, it's the land of the free and home of the brave Its mass hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fight And if bury us, at least we can live as we believe Dog aint ever gonna break our pride Aint nothing you can do to keep us weak And all of my soldiers come together Get on your feet and get ready to bust What about this war against terrorism (f**k that) And what about this war against us
[Chorus]
[Wish] What about them thugs that's dead and gone What about them thugs that aint even grown What about them thugs that out here lost And aint ever gonna find their way home Suspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up Its violence and violence, it's the only way their gonna respect us If its this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lying This shit we deal wit', we young black and fit less Living in the ghetto to ghetto and ghetto to ghetto cause ghetto is all we know They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit Find out that I'm innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me And they wonder why we riot in the damn streets They can't hold us down we getting all that money And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some how they get it they don't care Try to kick it when you spittin' real smooth But they listening in my business trying to f**k up my move
[Chorus]
[Bizzy] Dead niggaz I've been to war Been tall with shit I seen it all Like soap operas from ghetto stars I can tell when rappers getting bored, really Sometimes she a bitch sometimes my lady And times when niggaz die she help like I was a baby The simplest things in life were always the best Breathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your chest Hey somebody call my momma and help me one more time Before I die my momma she carry me no comma Niggaz bitches and drama I recollect walking and stoppin' Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent And baby y'all be respecting me The B.O. it taking me in Whether we saving f**k the last thing we did And let the cops see all the shit that I did Like spittin' on them foxies skied up In the palm of my dick This is the life that I love This is the life that I live And it's a life full of lust nigga
[Chorus]
[Krayzie] My partner called me after court They said they got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope They making some cheese just to feed their folks And they like somebody won't go home Its sad cause its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho' And what about our boys and young girls In their wicked young world Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' their teachers Whatever happened to family and humanity we posses What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don't strees Crooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good See most of the niggaz still on the street Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something eat Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free Bone Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real And let 'em know about us
[Chorus 2x]
What about us? [Repeat till end]
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[Hook (Layzie, Krayzie & 3LW)] You gotta get up, get out and get something (Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it) You gotta get up, get out and get something (Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it) You gotta get up, get out and get something (Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it) You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up (Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
[In the 4th line of hook] Get up and get something
[Layzie] It's all about money ain't nobody frontin' I gotta go get it we gotta survive Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work For all of my days that I run this earth I'ma make it count for what it's worth You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it ain't no game We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop I know time is the devil's workshop
[Bizzy] See I do it I did it And y'all know that I'm wit it I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back A hustlin' little brother with crack But now I grind a little bit harder Harder my niggaz stories in order See, it was hard for me momma My mother dropped in the water My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya Cassie, that's my little sister My father loved you like the only child Funny, he ain't never seen my smile
[Hook]
[Krayzie] You betta get on yo grind You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects The niggaz that ain't got shit Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet Got off the streets and I'll be In heat I'm laughing at police now
[Layzie] Coming to you like this This used to be child Is now a grown man Don't play with the wrong hand But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow You're lettin' it slip away Lil' Lay, I parle And get paid, and that's all And I creep and I rise In yo eyes I still ball And stand tall with my chest And my cheek to the sky I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die So come on
[Hook]
[3LW] Anything you want, anything you need You gotta get it, yeah and go get it Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues Show the world that you can do it Don't let nobody hold you back So you betta get your hustle on Baby betta get your hustle on You betta
[Wish] We some of the livest, you know True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go They sayin' get up and get it Yes we went and did it You won't admit it Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it Every since I was a young thug Been creepin' showin' mo' love Even when I got it you best to give it up It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it
[Hook x2]
[3LW fading] 3-L-Dub get they hustle on Gotta get the cheese in the lab A collabo with Bone Begging on my knee Gettin' money till we flooded with ice Nigga it's freeze 3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast We family 3-L-Dub get they hustle on Gotta get the cheese in the lab A collabo with Bone Begging on my knee Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...
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[2Pac] Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a f**k where you lay at it's time to slay these bitch made niggas
[Bizzy-overlapping Pac] Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
[2Pac] they ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is where my thugs at Bone Thugs-N-Harmony I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do with it
[Bizzy] Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on my level they can't Stop me or drop me nigga they got me f**k naw Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down So quick to test bullet yes declare war Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder mo' horror For what the did it all pause for the cause and I Fin to pull a nine or pistol little nigga wit mine f**k dem niggas it's on All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets Deep in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland
[2Pac] Hahaha what's poppin nigga put your motherf**king hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like punks and punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug life baby
I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name We all gone die we bleed through similar veins You'se explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse My nigga bone held the chrome till I came home Thug Luv playas tell these bitch ass niggas bring it on I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me
[Layzie] Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherf**kers out to get me they don't understand It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas Down to put in some work do some dirt F**kin round with the band Bone Thugs N Harmony Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma Everything I do it seem to cause drama Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the Art Of War Putting niggas on the floor when I'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror Causing much to the nigga that dared us trying to put a twist in this thugsta era Paired up with a nigga like Pac and a nigga like me gotta stay high Thug Luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky but I'm still in the hood smoke and fry So I beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century
[Krayzie] Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't f**k around Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground And don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga Artillery thick and you don't want to get to f**kin with this I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend I reload buck a little more flee the scene 'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for They don't know a motherf**ker with a leatherface hey Man she said I ran this way said I ran that way You hoes'll never know because I got away yeah A criminal mind a nigga on the level sometimes so get high and analyze your crime Directly organized with results you'll be surprised
[Wish] Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating niggas you gots to die It's over wit Bone better leave it alone Mo Thug I'm cracking f**kin domes Still in the hood where the thugs play f**kin wit nothin but thugs man Ain't taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way Give it to 'em on another level nigga get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red F**k with mine will be see in the moonlight cause we out ridin looking for you Better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust Straight got the Infrared put it on his forehead make some moves Send flowers straight to his home put a card in the motherf**ker send it to his mama Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone
[Bizzy] Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
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