It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [2x]
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[Lazy]
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Oh well, if ya snooze ya loose
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Stop bringin that pistol and fetch ya,
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Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap,
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Stay packin that gat in yo lap away
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So if ya can't roll strapped
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Now how about that
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Dat pistol go tap at niggas who
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Go fuckin wit one of my own
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No no, wrong, Any place where my chrome
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Left devils at they home
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Double bang, execution, we mo murda, stupid trick
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You bitch that asked me
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We don't play wit me game that be remainin mine and little man ran
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To disater, wish I asked him
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And I popped up and capped him
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And Eazy is where we began
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But I blessed him in the master plan
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Niggaz thugin off in the Claire
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It's still the pen
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Can't fuck wit these Cleveland Claire playas
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So as long as ya betta be workin
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Cause the Bone and Mo Thug on this mission
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Listen, betta pray everyday
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Cross us on the way hoe
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[Krayzie]
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Ohhhh, oh, oh
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I just wanna seperate from the presious, baby
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Or maybe,
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I was meant to live my life caught up in this world of games
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And God's name I pray
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The devil, he be bringin me down
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I can feel him cause he pullin me now,
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Iv'e been blessed wit an incredable style
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When there's pushin, it's just try to seperate and to break this all down,
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Now ain't that foul,
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So I asked the Lord to help me
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"Lord, why does this life overwhealm me?"
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When we livin in hell,
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But we chill most every day like we in heaven
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Oh well,
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But time will tell,
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Singin, "This is for the ringin of the bell, the bell, the bell."
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But it be hard to maintain and stay peacefull
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If you don't know to tame the devil then the devil will beat you,
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Defeat you, deceive you, evil,
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He will never leave you alone
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I've been lookin for a better day,
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But they don't ever seem to want to come my way (my way)
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Hey, I've had a hell of a time
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Tryin to make it cause my people steady stressin my mind,
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So I stay high
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So I'm already sittin on the top, ya see me,
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When he be wit me,
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He's daily inovatin me
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Rarely see ya on the daily mission
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Keep your distance from the flames,
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Maybe you can survive, forever and a day
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[Flesh]
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Hell yeah
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Got me flippin in the North Coast
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Remeber me,
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The crook who wrote the book,
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I'm off da hook,
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Most of yall niggaz betta take another look
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Cause if ya playa hate the Bone then yo life'll get took
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So quit, never bringin ya no bullshit man,
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Face to face it's that assassin gang
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Bringin the heat, all yall niggas bringin is lame,
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But if ya wanna bring the pain, then ya gotta maintain
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Commin in on another level,
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Imma put you on deck up at the top of the pile
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Fake niggas wanna claim my style but Imma break em on down,
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But you gotta come unique,
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It's the thuggish ruggish sound
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That you're lookin for, or searchin for
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Everybody boy wanna be like Bone and stay high,
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Little kids no longer wanna be like Mike,
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That's right they tryin to be like Bone and keep thuggin fo life
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Gettin ready for the end, dawg
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Wit my nigga Ken Dawg, hustlas, shiftas and Tre,
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II Tru, AJ
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Same muthafuckas from around my way
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[Krayzie, Lazy]
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This is how we play,
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Every day it's the same old same,
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Around my way (around my way)
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We be thuggin a-round my way
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This is how we play,
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Every day it's the same old same,
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Around my way,
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Around my way,
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Around my way,
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Come around my way, my way (my way)
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It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [2x]
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[Bizzy]
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Little nigga wanna come, gunna feel my pain, pain
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On the brain it's a stress, a strain
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The game, the fame, the fame, the fame, (fame)
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What about those hoes, oh no
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Little Easy fo sho to teach Bone,
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And if he's wrong, well, he's gone
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For my journey to keep me strong
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But dear Lord I miss my peoples
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And it just seems so evil,
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And that I can't kiss my kids goodnight,
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Put em to bed, tuck em tight
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And catch some sleep and that's all right, that's all right,
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I'll get mine, yeah I'll get mine
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It'll take time, minimum crime,
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Weed and wine'll be just fine
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Got somethin buggin all of my peoples (what)
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In the back of a Caddy
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Juppin outta Caddies, spreadin through alleys
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In Cleveland and Cali like daddy and,
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Oh
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It's All Mo' Thug
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