[Intro - Krayzie]
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Stay on the grind and rise on up, give it all you got
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[Repeat 5X]
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[Verse 1 (Krayzie)]
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Shit, we done come up a long way
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We crept and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say
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Nigga's been talkin about us like it's Bone Day
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They say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't kickin it no more."
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They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"....You sure?
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Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)
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We been through some rough times, but never enough to make us break up
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Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business
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So quit all that beef and come get this cheese
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Nobody really been knowin the drama we done seen
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Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell
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And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock
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Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin these busta's
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Actin like they ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas
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We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play with the dough
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Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we goin for broke
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[Chorus (Krayzie)]
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I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
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If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
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And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
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But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
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[Repeat 1X]
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[Verse 2 (Layzie)]
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See these mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law
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And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin
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Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes
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And if I ain't got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom)
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Cash is closure, this bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin
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Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up
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You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of this one eight seven murder case
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It's dun-datta, no longer "see you tomorrow."
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I'll be screamin "not a shotty," he shouldn't have had no problems
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Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then close your mouth
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Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out
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Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my money
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Number three, just respectin everything that really sincerely love me
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I'm a real thug strong and weak, the rich was in the poor
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But you gotta get on your feet even if they blistered up and sore
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[Chorus (Krayzie)]
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I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
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If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
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And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
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But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
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[Repeat 1X]
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[Verse 3 (Bizzy)]
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Choke like nigga's choke when they get that corner on 100 and 44
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Smoke and think platinum, gun in my coat
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Stick to my grill, lane switchin fixin a scrill
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Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be still
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Bought a new chest, honey coat cover the vest
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Black and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips
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I've been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead
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Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my head
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Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up
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"That dick is kinda small, my bitch is too much."
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C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, thugs love it
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Haters holdin a motherfuckin gun
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Bitch you can't be a judge, be real. Enough is enough
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Signs are soon delivered, the rivers are filled
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Praise Jesis in this ghetto thesis
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Only Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cuz I'm a soldier)
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[Chorus (Krayzie)]
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I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
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If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay outta mine
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And don't be tryin to test my patience cuz I do pack a nine
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But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war
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[Repeat 4X]
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[Bizzy]
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Bone Thugs -N- Harmony
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[Repeat until fades out]
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Don't Waste My Time
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