| That’s right Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back up in this muthafucka
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| Nigga, duce double 0 duce
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| Lay, B, Wish Flesh
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| I think its time we take these niggas back to the god-damn streets
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| And gave these niggas some of that original heat
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| Thuggish ruggish bone see
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| Gun stack off
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| See a nigga got fully automatics and I let them loose
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| Tha 12 gauge two grenades nigga got them too
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| Ya damn right I shoot
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| If a nigga run up on you I’mma get him and I spill like I s’posed to do
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| And If I roll wit you
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| Ima be that little nigga off the hook man
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| Talk about look man
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| If I see anigga disrespect one mo time
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| Put out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin
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| Yeah I break off off my heat cuz when I’m in the streets
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| And I hit these streets
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| I’mma keep my peace until a nigga want beef
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| But If he fuckin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz
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| I’m just a Bone Thug little bitty nigga wit strong nutz
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| Platinum eva since E put us down
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| You know the talk of the town them long bud
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| Now you fuckin wit a lion strugglin tryin to see these thugs
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| Tryna get rid of us like the war on drugs
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| But a nigga keep comin like I told you he was
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| So lemme close the door
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| Don’t be comin to this muthafucka knockin
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| Lookin for some action
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| I’mma tell you right now what’s happenin
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| Nigga it’s our time and hell yeah we blastin
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| If yall muthafuckas think we willin
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| P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
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| You ain’t gotta listen nigga Ima make you feel it
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| Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
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| Buck buck
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| If yall muthafuckas think we willin
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| P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
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| You ain’t gotta listen but I’mma let you hear it
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| Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
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| Buck buck
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| Leathaface in the place and I’m warned you niggas
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| I’m coming quicker than a goddamn missile
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| Movin and huntin, steady winnin out a nigga
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| With penetration equivalent to muthafuckin pistols
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| I get up in ya system cripple a nigga quick
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| I’m rippin a nigga shit like grippin a nigga bitch and sell this
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| You see I shoot fo the temple
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| I’mma try to bust a nigga mental in the middle of his dome
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| Back up in this muthafucka wait a minute nigga we neva left
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| Ain’t even got started yet
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| We kickin in the muthafuckin door
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| Once again for war so nigga get ya army ready
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| I got a nation of niggas ready to fuck up the enemy
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| If I give em the order them nigga show me they warriors
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| All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory
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| Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level
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| All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it
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| Get it crackin in this muthafucka right when we the illest
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| Same muthafuckas got the fuck up outta Cleveland
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| Nigga we came up but we still creepin
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| And we still put it down nigga even though we four strong
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| Flesh gone come home, Bone gone stay Bone
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| When the 5th Dawg gets loose it gone be on
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| It’s the original bang bang and I don’t give a fuck about none of these
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| muthafuckas
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| Still get down foe my damn thang
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| Tell a nigga that I concentrate come on down to the land let us blastinate
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| People lookin at me like he’s too nasty to date
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| Gimme my dick back we in the last days every second got a muthafucka passin away
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| Fast to the bass that we fell wit the jazz and ah
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| In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little piece of this
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| American dream
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| I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em
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| I shit rhythm and I’m nice ain’t no competition (fart sound)
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| It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay bits
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| Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain’t mad
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| I give a fuck who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin with
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| He ain’t a killa he just somebody to vibe with
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| Somebody tell this nigga motha who he died with
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| So silly!
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| Pumped up Big Willy I don’t really think he really
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| I don’t really think he really, I don’t think he know!
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| Hit him with the crossbow monto-mental little lost soul
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| I been on so!!!
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| Niggas the Thugs homie we the muthafuckas that be ready to roll
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| You know niggas that be waitin in the blisterin cold for you to come home
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| Sneak in the door and we go go
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| I ain’t gotta hear what you tryna prove
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| Put ya hands on ya nuts and get ready to move
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| And I can’t why I’m thug mighty
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| Gang of thugs that thug just like me
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| I don’t give a fuck if its north or south
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| If a nigga talkin shit we gone wipe his mouth
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| That’s just how it is put it on my kids
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| Bodies zipped up fuck that fuckin wit Wish
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| We out to ge these millions
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| While these niggas steady chillin
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| If it ain’t about the money don’t comment
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| Cuz I don’t undastand it like you from anotha planet
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| Cuz its all about money god dammit
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| So do whathca gotta blast if ya hafta
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| I’mma get mine in the streets duck strappin
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| Steady makin moves we’ll move on you if we hafta
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| Really don’t matter
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| What’s crackelackin dog
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| That’s gonna be so tight,
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| I know
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| I hear you I hear too
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| Yeah me too dog me too
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| Hook til fade |