[Intro: Bizzy Bone]
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Where the friends at?
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[Laughs]
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Nigga
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Bone Thugs
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Harmony
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[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]
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Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
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My nigga I'ma get me some
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Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
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paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
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Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
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My nigga I'ma get me some
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Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
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paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
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Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
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My nigga I'ma get me some
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Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
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paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
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Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
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My nigga I'ma get me some
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Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
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paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
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Money aint a thang,
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[Verse One: Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Bone]
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My my babys bangin,
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beefin with me,
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squashed it ordained it,
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Better yet sustained the flurry
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Hide in the fury,
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but the ways of a broad
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don't mean you've died out of my life,
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I'm hurt, burn me baby,
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tie down.
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And child hood scars,
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crackhead cause niggas I dont know
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that who'd ya think you are.
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And here we are, steady we roll out over you.
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When it's over it's over,
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for the soldiers who hear me, that'll
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get me in trouble.
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Can I be closer, stay right near me.
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Here we are, aint no stars, uh huh.......
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Can I get drunk off in some bar,
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without some haters sayin
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"Who do you think you are?!"
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When I'm sober, start jumpin in it to win itttt.........
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Shit I bet they thought we fell off.
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Bone Thugs~n~Harmony Resurrection,
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Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
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we in the Flesh.
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Rememeber them thuggish ruggish niggas,
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gotta get down fo my thang in here.
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You already know when we came in here we raw,
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fuck what u heard and you read about us,
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just believe what you saw.
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Till I die, Im down to ride in the war
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when you niggas get serious, let a nigga know,
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maybe then we can roll.
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Nigga bad to the Bone,
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But I sure dont click with hoes
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and no bustas, hatas, or hoes when
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they poppin up at my door
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I get excited, all uptight, and violent.
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Bitches was not invited!
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Put'em in a coffin before they get me man.
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Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang.
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Runnin with the pump pump, no bluffin
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We buck!
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Nigga better realize still claim
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Nineteen nine nine the nine nine
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Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end,
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and when I run out,
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I reloadin and buckin again, some mo!
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Nigga puttin it down, worldwide.
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Them wicked bad-ass thugs.
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You punk niggas hate us,
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but we don't trip,
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we still get madd ass love.
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I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
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We'll straight up toss his ass
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And if he flossin cash and jewelry,
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rip it off his ass,
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keep walkin fast.
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Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die,
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fuck it that's all I been all of my life.
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It's just T-H-U-G we be.
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And it aint no thang,
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keep buckin buckin,
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dumpin, fuckin'em bustas up with my gauge.
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We poppin all yall,
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Im watchin all yall.
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[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]
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Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
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My nigga I'ma get me some
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Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
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paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
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Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
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My nigga I'ma get me some
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Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
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paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
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Money aint a thang,
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[Verse Two: Layzie Bone, Wish Bone (Bizzy Bone) {Bizzy Bone & Wish Bone}]
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Time after time,
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everywhere I look,
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everywhere I turn,
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niggas talkin bout death.
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Like a nigga can't dream of nuthin else,
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but a lil bit of wealth.
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Tryin to help they self,
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and I really can't blame you,
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cause I do the same too.
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Man do what you gotta do.
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But what Imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool.
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Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh.
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And Im ahead of you and yall hate it,
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only the real thugs keepin it raw.
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Grippin that heat tight,
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livin that street life.
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Nigga Imma let it fool round and get war.
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Niggas is plottin that 2-11,
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thats why I got heat for armageddon.
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Picture Lay on his knees and I'm beggin,
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nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven.
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Fuck all the drama, Imma just blast,
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hollow point tips off in that ass.
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Tha slicka the nigga
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Resurrection (Paper, Paper)
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| Bone Thugs N Harmony |
