(feat. LaReece)
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[Chorus 2X: LaReece + Krayzie]
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Yeah I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga
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Rollin sittin on dub, dubs, nigga
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But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
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Don't need none of that cause I'm Bone, Bone
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[Layzie Bone]
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Look at me tipsy sippin on Grey Goose, finna let loose cause I can
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Fuckin with people that's off in the crowd, nigga you know me, I'm the man
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Cleveland, is the city, where the Thuggstaz get down
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Just come to my town and ask around, they tell you who the rawest in town
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Cause I'm a (Thug By Nature), strictly for the paper
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Ain't nobody steppin to Steve (B-O-N-E)
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I come with the ones, I come with the guns
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I come with them things that go bang
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It's still an (Everyday Thang), for me to let my nuts hang
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You want a performance, where's the ticket?
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If the price right we can kick it
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Like a lick, I'ma hit it, party on I gots to get it
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Keep them foxy women baggin it up (baggin it up)
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While them haters stayin actin up (actin up)
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You flashin what? I'm flashin flossy nuts
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Girl if you comin take a ride with me
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And if you ridin with me, sit back recline in yo' seat
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Cause in the world where I'm from the sun always shine
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And even though a nigga don't want it baby the world is mine, so c'mon
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[Chorus]
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[Bizzy Bone]
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I'm out of my mind with the ski mask, chains and gloves
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Waitin for niggaz to come out of the club (I hit 'em up!)
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Give me the dubs for my niggaz that bang and slang drugs
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We fuckin them niggaz up, ain't no love for Bone Thugs?
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Nigga fuck y'all! Y'all bitches used up
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It's business as usual, I ain't takin no shit, from none of ya
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Wanna see my niggaz with no, money huh?
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Since a nigga young think he rollin with dummies, oh you a sucka for
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That's why I pitch ya bitch, flippin that activist of freedom
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And I'm Bone Thug too, make 'em meet 'em
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No podium, just a pistol and nails to leave quickly
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Youngest Bone nigga, 7th Sign mastermind, y'all get wit me
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[Chorus]
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[Krayzie Bone]
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We steppin inside the party, Mardi Gradi
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Now give me a shot of Bacardi, let it get up in my body
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Make my body body rock rock - I'm lookin at rappers so full of shit
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I'ma just get up against the wall dawg and pull on my dick
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Tell the DJ don't even tell 'em we in here (shhh) we on the low
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No thuggin in V.I.P. for me and my niggaz, we on the flo'
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C'mon heyyy - we fin' to get this party started right
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Could you put some Thug music on?
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Like Bone Bone to get a nigga vibin in my zone, hey!
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I hear the same shit song after song, man
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How many times is you gon' tell us about you ballin, huh?
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How many rhymes is you gon' write like that before you fall off?
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That's why we back and we fin' to bomb in this bitch
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Ring the alarm, better be gone when we mob up in here
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So you better get with the Thugs or shut the fuck up and back up off me
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And I don't need no diamonds to shine, nigga I floss me, what?
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[Chorus]
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[Krayzie Bone]
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Niggaz talkin loud (uh-huh, uh-huh)
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But they ain't really sayin nothin (not a damn thing, damn thing)
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Niggaz talkin loud (uh-huh, uh-huh)
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But they ain't really sayin nothin (not a damn thing, damn thing)
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[Chorus]
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I'm Bone
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