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Flesh-N-Bone:
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Yeah, yeah. Unh huh, unh huh, callin' all my trues trues. Mo Thug family
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bringin' it to ya once again. Callin' all my thugstas, thugstas, thugstas,
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thugstas and hustlas, hustlas, hustlas. Callin' all my thugstas, thugstas,
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thugstas, thugstas and hustlas.
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We the tightest, trues humbly united, family never divided, we the survivors,
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Mo Thug riders comin Lets set it off, start the riot.
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My nigga, the Fifth Dog breakin' it off so raw, let me set it off once again.
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I'm ready for battle, then if it's on with the war, then let the games begin.
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My friend, you feelin' the wrath Mo Thugs steady bring. When we hit the scene,
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we gonna hit everything. Listen to the fat lady sing. It'll be over, so tell
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'em why. You better get out of my way, clear my path, my nigga. Put 'em in a
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bullet bath, wig-splitters. If niggas run up I blast my trigger. Ready and
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willing, so lets ride. I'm buckin' and killin' police, leave 'em in the streets
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with their badges all bloody, fuck 'em all, ain't no peace. Strapped with heat
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on thugs, I roll with the nines, it's time to get with ya. Bet I won't miss ya,
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bullet hit ya. Better hope you survive, when I come get ya.
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We the tightest, trues humbly united, family never divided, we the survivors,
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Mo Thug riders comin Lets set it off, start the riot.
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We on the mash, collectin' cash. At last, my niggas, we finally made it up out
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of the ghetto. But I want cheddar, and I never knew none could fade it. Rollin'
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with gauges, and a whole lot of ammunition in my trunk. If there's any chalk
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left when I get done, I'll reach in my shit and won? fake to dump. I? flippin
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my people down your block, thugsta mentality straight from the Glock Glock. Let
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off my heat, pop shot 'til the cop drop, daily, my shit don't stop. Who aim to
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try and tame me? I'm gonna mangle 'em, then bang they brain, and strangle fools
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who don? know the name. I crept and I came with game. I'm tellin' y'all, fuck
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the fame. I'm out to get paid, that's what I envision. Givin' you hit, you fin
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to listen, nigga, my trues still on the mission, yeah.
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We the tightest, trues humbly united, family never divided, we the survivors,
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Mo Thug riders comin Lets set it off, start the riot.
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Let's carry out will after will. My deals are handled, fulfilled with a mighty
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power. Up against forces of evil, and we have been waitin' at last for the
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final hour. How I pray to the Lord, heavenly Father, will they have mercy? I'd
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rather disperse you into the line of fire, we gonlay a buck where they hurt
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you. Hit 'em with a curse and you got glocks, steady servin' niggas murda mo.
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Givin' up shots to the Double Glock all day long. Niggas steady drop Pz from
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Cleveland, fuck, touch these. The original St. Clair thugstas, and we put
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Cleveland on that goddamn map, steady got back for nothin Now, bustas, yeah,
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come stumble into my world, see, we can have peace, and we can have harmony.
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Cause any harm to me, we can afford, 'cause I got a army, nigga.
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Riot
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