[Chorus - Master P]
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Nigga, nigga, nigga
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P and Bone nigga
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Ughhhhhhh
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And we gonna be here
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Till we dead and gone nigga
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[Master P]
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I couldn't gang bang
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With crips and bloods
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But i could stand on the corner
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Wit killas and drugs
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They healing
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Outlaws that reaching for souls
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We ghetto niggas
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600, Fearris, and Rolls
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We couldn't run from niggas cause we bout it bout it
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I'm from the set where my niggas get rowdy rowdy
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We gon hang niggas
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We gon bang niggas
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We gon slang niggas
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Cause we trigger niggas
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Banger got cheese nigga
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Never fall nigga
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Put my name on the wall when I'm gone nigga
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Cause I'm a soldier
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No Limit finest
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Mouth full of gold teeth and diamonds
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Uhh - uhh
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Hit 'em up nigga
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Get 'em get 'em get 'em
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Miss me I'ma split 'em
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Throw up your something soldier rag if you ain't with 'em
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Uhh - uhh
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Or else East 99 will get with 'em
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[Chorus - Master P]
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[Layzie Bone]
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Little Lay done traveled around the world
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Caught a few cases
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Seen so many faces and so many places
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Ace this game
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Why do you try to erase this on a daily basis
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Give me my spaces
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Show me some love though
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Just pump your fist in the air and holler "Mo"
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Could you do me that and I'll hit you back
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Little nig just don't know where my thugs at
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Some at the track on the back chrome gat
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Some around the corner selling that crack
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Some of my thugs in the penn dead wrong
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Got a lot of my thugs in the grave long gone
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May they rest in peace
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My nigga sleep
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Nigga be creep thugging till we all deceased
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Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and Eazy-E
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T-Rock got shot
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Lord bless 'em please bless thier seed
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For real we tru to the thugs representing that Land
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Putting it down for the nation of thugs man
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So you understand
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Now whats wrong with your game
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Wounds be getting to shooting
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Fuck the law
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Keep packing that steel
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Real real when your riding the feel just chill
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And peace will be still
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Nigga from Cleveland to New Orleans
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Across the sea and ocean
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Master P and Bone thugs
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Coast to coast
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We steadily rolling putting it down
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[Chorus - Master P]
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[Krayzie Bone]
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Niggas niggas if you with me
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Don't be talking about it nigga come get in the car
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Reach in the back for the AK
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Okay
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Lets see if you ready for war
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Scoping the target
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Mark it then you pull out your weapon and spark it
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Nine millameter, heater, streetsweepers, and sawed-offs
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Shit
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Bitch hear me ticking
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I'm bound to blow
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Nigga better get on the floor
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Oh, and hey and then when you dropping you might as well give me your bank
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Look in my eyes
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They so surprised
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Cause they must have thought I was studio
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What do ya know
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Nigga jumped out of the video and fucked you up
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Aw shit
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Here come the police
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Now tell me what it is you want?
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I got the same thing you got so it all depends on who the sharpest shot
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Lets get it on
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Boy your funerals after if dead Krayzie snaps
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Cause there be to many bloody bodies bagged up off in the back
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Fucked up
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We wouldn't of had to resort to violence
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But man the nigga was raised that way
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And I'm gon stay that way even if I die today
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But what can I say?
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I picked a fucked up game to play
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So I gotta get up and move out
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Face the shoot out
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So I'll be on my way
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[Chorus - Master P]
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[Wish Bone]
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Yeah yeah
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In the mist of the ghetto
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When I fly ride by die
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Niggas wanna let go
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It's a pain just to maintain
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But it's a shame cause I do the same thing
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Still from the streets
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Indeed you'll bleed when your fucking with me and B-O-N-E
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Yeahhh
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We the Mo Thug warriors warriors
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Fuck them stories that them haters be telling
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Huh
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You run up we murder ya
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Stressed out niggas on weed
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Fuck niggas don't like me and police
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I'ma keep it real all the way down till the end
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All I wanna do is smoke weed with my friends
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Make ends
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Anyday can be your last one
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Thats why a nigga gotta carry guns
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Don't you wanna have some fun
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Come come
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Bloody red red rum
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[Flesh-N-Bone]
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Me telling ya
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Yeah
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See me and my niggas we down for whatever
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Yah heard me?
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No matter the cause
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Follow the paper chase thats straight to the income
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Ya'll get fif |