| And the cop tails for the guerillas on the block
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| For skinny niggas like myself, artillery shops as well, yeah
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| (You think I give a fuck?)
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| You think I give a fuck if you don’t like me nigga?
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| Put 'em up in a club and fight me
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| I’m sorry that I’m just so fuckin exciting
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| Steadily cordial like this killa 'posed to
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| And I wish you would really try to come test me
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| You break bread with niggas that know you, I can show you
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| Slowly rollin like these cuts from old school
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| Cookin it up just like it’s soul food
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| Fuck all y’all, I never did know you
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| Bring the ProTools, stack it on up
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| And little thugs that I console to
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| Never leave your house without, keepin it up
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| To the head that is, you don’t know what mad is?
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| Couple of bodies under my belt and with mad kids for self protectin
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| Don’t know (bitch) and keep my hands on a little bit of solo shit
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| It’s Bone Thugs forever cause I know where home is
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| What you thought a nigga’d be up and gone
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| Fly by night, no longer Bone, strictly hype
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| Nigga better think twice
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| Cause all of these haters ain’t even seen the light
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| Nigga we can conquer anything, and the mission always complete
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| Be that little nigga when you see me
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| But a dog out in these streets (roof, roof)
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| And I gets my money, I bring home the bacon
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| Seven or better that’s what I’m makin
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| Better check the reputation, nigga get dealt with, frontin and hatin
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| See I’m polishin, plus I’m cool, yeah I’m a thug and yeah I’m a fool
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| I love the game and I love the rules
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| If you cross the line I’ma flex these two’s
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| And nigga ooh, if I do it’s for my children
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| If you’re feelin like I’m feelin then you probably gon' see a million
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| Thug nation, fuck these doubters, yeah they said it, «He'll never make it
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| He’s runnin wild and doin this and doin that, he’ll never make it»
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| Who gets the last laugh now, look at me now countin this money
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| Them the same niggas today, that can’t get nothin from me
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| To all of them blind, hatin congratulatin
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| Niggas there’s really no time wastin
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| Penetratin and elevatin, believe us we them niggas up there waitin
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| Oh, oh, oh now look it’s a miracle (ain't that a bitch)
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| Y’all know that Bone’s gon' pop, ten years and still we blow
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| Just admit that we rock, all night long
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| You know we keep it thug and still harmonize these songs (songs)
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| But don’t get it twisted, we thug and we real with it
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| They feel that we flip and we deal with it
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| Ain’t gotta like it, better live with it
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| Just trust me, better live with it
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| Now think about you when you was me wearin my shoes on yo' feet
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| Now think again cause that can never be
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| I can never be a hater with the hand that was dealt to me
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| And it seems like I’ve always been down
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| And I can’t take that, rather take that 'fore I go back that route
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| You see one nigga on the news, wonderin what did he do
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| When they tell you, you be like, «Ooh, that nigga’s through»
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| But they don’t know me
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| Been blessed with all my thugs and all this harmony
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| You know we can’t be stopped, we rollin past the cops
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| Plus all you haters, the finger’s all you got
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| Fuck y’all!
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| I ain’t got nothin to say to a hater
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| As soon as he run up I give him a POW!
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| Put him in the pound with the rest of them niggas
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| Who thought they could run up and fuck with me now in 2 thou'
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| We fuckin around with the convicts, breakin 'em up at the county
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| Now I got nothin but killas around me
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| Fallin in proudly, organized but rowdy
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| They fearin us, because of the shit they been hearin about us
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| They say that them niggas got ripped with the knowledge
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| And we got a nation of niggas screamin «Thug Power!»
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| Them niggas ain’t think we was comin back on some real
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| Political militant workin the fields while these bustas stay in the crib
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| Execution! |
| Bloody murda murda, murder them all
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| Kill 'em all, all, get yo' shit nigga get in the car
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| If you ridin willin to die for this, really tryin to survive in this
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| Get up and fuck up your rivalries, you funny you even know what time it is
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| I’m one of the soldiers, warriors willin and ready to die for the cause
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| If it’s war that’s what we came for
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| That’s why I brought my dawgs for all of y’all
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| Gauges will be blazin, watch I shock and shake the worrrrrld
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| Watch the drama unfold, I’m unstoppable (stoppable) |