[Chorus]
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Nigga thought I told ya, (told ya) that the war ain't over (over)
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You can roll (you can roll) you can get rolled over
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My nigga we the frontline warriors
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Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin bout me and my boys
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Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got caught
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Well it's all about his Mo Thug music
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Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do you
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Who the fuck them niggas tryin to play?
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Lay don't stop until you meet my glock
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I'ma get you make your bady rott, nigga make the party pop
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Nigga why not? Time's tickin on the clock aint the heat hot
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I'ma hit the weed spot joy ride with my niigas till the beat drop
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We got big benjamins spendin CEO's
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While you playin we buyin y'all rentin pin me
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Probably livin in a tent pocket full of lint
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Tryin to flip it like I flip it nigga got me bent
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And like I said it on the last song nigga we joyriders, and y'all aint Bone
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B.B.O.B. the bad boy of the Bone
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I'll be thuggin for eternal wanna test me its on
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Now where my niggas at? Get the gat peel a nigga wig back
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Nigga dig that dig that
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All original clevelands own criminal here we go
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From a place where a nigga might bury ya
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Nigga act up and I better take care of you scared of ya
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I be ready for the war
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Nigga I'm americas most, bailin coast to coast
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Steady thuggin out here in these streets
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Lookin out for the rollers duckin these haters they wanna face
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Well I keep my heat
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And it ain't no peace and fuck tha police
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Come out the house all eye's on me
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Jump in my 5 double 0 B-E-N-Z XL and I hit the freeway
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[Chorus]
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[Bizzy]
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Might wanna be in church nine o'clock sunday
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Never know I might bust on you one day ohhh
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Swiggin with jack and the bombay oh bye bye go po po
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Yeah nigga fuck you o hell yeah fuck you too
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Better than God devise realize you can end up bigger
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But my niggas in the middle ballin we wont stop
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The foul sinnin the killin now
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And then nobody gets in the middle together
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And they tell the nigga it good to be back
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From prison but don't nobody feel him but them niggas around the globe
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And the mission was money was gold
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Everyone nutty when money because he was out of the gutter
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When nothin but avid souls better make us and touch
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Noone will touch me one wait till they ruff enough
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Got him at last but I just corrupt
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I dont even erupt
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Creep on ah come up, what up
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Trapped in a rapture the trumpets pumpin tellin us somethin
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Snatch you we havin a blast you tatterd like cattle
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And medalion diamonds in the ??
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Ghetto was bastards runnin much faster than the average asses in the shadows
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Out of the battlefield
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[Chorus]
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[Big B]
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Call me a secret weapon
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I think the war is on
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And when they ask em who is he
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It's 7th sign and bone
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Call me a secret weapon
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When the war is on
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And when they ask em who is he
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It's Big B and Bone
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Frontline soldiers
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[Chorus til fade]
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Frontline Warrior
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| Bone Thugs N Harmony |
