[Krayzie x4]
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I'ts Krayzie Bone (Krayzie, Krayzie, Krayzie)
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[Chorus]
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Homie, y'all don't know me (know me)
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Mighta heard my name (my name)
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Ain't nobody feelin hold me ( hold me)
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Not in this game (not in this game)
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Homie, y'all don't know me (know me)
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Mighta heard my name (my name)
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But ain't nobody goin to hold me(hold me)
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Especially in this game
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[Verse 1: Krayzie]
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Excuse me, but do you know me?
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You've seen me on TV and in the video
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Got caught up in Crossroads forgot that we was criminals
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That's right, we them same niggaz to come up from nothin
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To what up with them figures?
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Nigga, my album got better thangs
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And people changed when I got in the game
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Niggaz call me I don't even know how you know my name?
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How the fuck you get my number?
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What the fuck is going on?
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Then I got these haters leavin threats on my phone
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They messages be records that they made just for me
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I'm not on that don't give a fuck if you rap faster than me
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But when it come to being the realest niggaz that ever did it
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You know Bone Thugs gonna be contendin for that position
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Listen, if y'all niggaz wanna trip with us, bomb ya fall witcha dick in the
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dust
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Get up, what up? Thought ya had me figured out you didn't
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Remember next time, that last time that nigga wasn't bullshittin
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2: Krayzie]
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Homie, y'all don't know me
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Y'all mighta heard my name once or twice
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Don't start none (drama), won't be none (drama)
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Cause however they want it, they can come get it believe I got it
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Can't be faded keep thinkin Krayzie ain't really crazy
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Haters, that pressin me to make me show this lately
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Afraid that they mistaken that they thinkin Kray ain't hip, hip, hip
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To those who pose as friends
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But are phony before they can infiltrate but can't immitate us for long
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They better not come talkin no shit cause I'm servin 'em some
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And fuck whatcha heard, believe whatcha see please
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Dap is cheap, dramatical action speaks
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Did you hear it, hear it?
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I know ya feel it, feel it the twelve gauge eruption
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Krayzie]
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We got a game full of clones that can't hold they own
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So they be fast to bite
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Nigga don't like Bone, then why the fuck you rappin like me bastard
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You know you like it, nigga'z funny
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Be bobbin they head to my music, but when they see me they mean muggin
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Keep lookin ugly, niggaz but jut don't jump
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Cause I'm a nervous nigga, and I'll buck, buck, buck
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Thug haters they get me violent
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Cops make me riot
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You bitches make me sick and tired, sin keeps me wide up
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And I needs to be high, just for fuckin with y'all
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And I dedicate this one to all them bustas I knew would fall
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Had to get rid of the dead weight that was holdin me down (holdin me down)
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The Thugline officials and it's goin down (down)
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So wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dawg
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No need, don't even try to fade us, y'all
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Who the nigga in the halls, big balls?
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That's Sawed Off Slim
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Don't try to get with him cause playa, playa
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[Chorus 'til fade]
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Y'all Don't Know Me
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| Krayzie Bone |
