(feat. Felecia, Thin C)
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[Intro - Layzie & Felecia]
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[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here
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[Fel] One shot, hey!
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[Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round here
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[Fel] Two shots, oh...
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[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride...
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[Both] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline!
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[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and...
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[Both] We gon ride!
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[Layzie Bone]
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We gon ride, 'til the motherfuckin wheels fall off
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It's that Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass balls
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We let 'em hang and the sparks fly
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I'm talkin about scrapin the streets and nigga movin so fast we turnin the dark light!
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Ya niggaz really don't want no friction from the automatics
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You niggaz ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't even braggin
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I'm in the toll taggin, collectin plenty paper
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And if a nigga was strugglin, I'll probably pull a 'caper
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These niggaz is haters and they smilin in my face
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Tappin like they need a gig, tryna get your boy erased
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I hear the whispers say I talk a mean game
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But I walk it like I talk it, plus I got a mean aim
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Seem strange, cause them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut
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Like every other summer, just to fuck a nigga up
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We got them (Thugs) on the (Line), got them (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
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It's 2006, Krayzie let these niggaz know, c'mon!
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[Krayzie Bone]
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Now wait a minute, who said that we out of business?
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Tell that nigga to quit the goddamn games, before we lit em
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Hit 'em up, what! It ain't no duckin once we get to buckin
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We shoot from the floor to the roof, or the thugs does it!
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That Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it!
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And it really don't matter if you cuss or bust, fuck it!
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Every nigga can feel it cause they recognizin the realest
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But nigga, try me, you really be jeopardizin your livin here!
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But don't make me to get my dier and have to boo-ya!
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Some of the niggaz gon have to get down, cause we'll do y'all
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If you don't want the beef, nigga don't talk that shit!
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Dog, the nine milli-heater gon bite after the ball, naw!
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Katrina and Rita, ain't got nothin at all
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On the bandages and damages that we gon put on y'all, for sure!
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Run on up if ya want, cause we ready!
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Indeed I keep the sweeper best believe we heated heavy, like that!
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[Hook - Felecia (Repeat 2x)]
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No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys!
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No way, no how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys!
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[Thin C]
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I was forced to make butter from the gutter, cream off the scene
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Find the 8th wonder of the world in the streets
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Band on bricks 'till my fist was bloody
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Turn, hella corners in the '74 'Cutty
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Buddy, you don't wanna come against this
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Black fist, born to make history
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Born from the misery
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Grindin for a meal, searchin for a deal
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Pranced in old, torn clothes
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Keep it real bitch, I ain't start off rich
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And I'm still mud-foot in, nigga shit ain't changed
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One word too many, get your mouth rearranged
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One nigga too many, shells go click-click
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Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
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Your shit's been split down to the white meat
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Fuckin with these Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's likely
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You ain't gotta like me, just don't try me
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Get crossed up, death becomes untimely
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While time keeps winding, niggaz keep grinding
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Chasin paper, so outrageous, they just stand by, staring in amazement
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You don't wanna be the one found under the basement
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Gotta run your DNA just to find what your name is
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Here's another victim of them Cleveland niggaz!
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Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get live niggaz!
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[Hook - Felecia (Repeat 2x)]
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No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys!
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No way, no how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys!
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[Outro - Layzie & Felecia]
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[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here
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[Fel] One shot, hey!
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[Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round here
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[Fel] Two shots, oh...
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[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride...
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[Both] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline!
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[Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and...
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| [Both] W |
