| Bone and Twista, Layzie Bone and Twista
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| Motherfucker we put it down worldwide
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| (Cleveland in this motherfucker)
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| I bet y’all didn’t think this shit was gon' go down like this
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| (Chi-Town!) It’s the Midwest invasion
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| And y’all motherfuckers better recongize that this real thug shit nigga
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| (Let's do this shit y’all)
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| It’s a thug world, we live in a thug world
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| It’s a thug world, T-H-U-G
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| It’s a thug world, we live in a thug world
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| It’s a thug world, T-H-U-G
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| Get ready for the Midwest invasion we bringin 'em new millenium soldiers
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| Layzie and Twista, y’all better believe that we takin over
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| We move and make more money cause niggas is like «He gettin choda»
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| Soon nothin be prepared, FOR THIS THUG WORLD ORDER!
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| It be that element of surprise
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| That got y’all niggas lookin 'round in awe
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| Y’all niggas ain’t think we get this raw
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| Well fuck what you heard and believe what you saw
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| The nation of thugs they ready to flip out
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| Who done etched-a-sketch 'n clip out
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| Shoot it up, and nigga we flip out
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| Ready for combat on contact
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| Midwest keep goin, we +Creepin on the Come Up+ for years
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| Heavily sedated with no fears
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| Ready to ride the endin is near, we shed no tears
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| The Midwest done linked up, we gon' get this paper and smash
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| Sit back and laugh and niggas is mad, rollin in Benz’s and Jag’s
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| Nigga take a picture, picture and fuck what’s wrong wit’cha
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| Little Lay' and Twista had to diss ya, fuck your girlfriend and sister
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| By Mr. Thuggish Ruggish himself, a nigga with big 'ol nuts
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| Representin them St. Clair Cleveland soldiers
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| Don’t give a fuck to get bust
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| To all my niggas that’s off in the D-town, mackin and hustlin
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| Multiplied by Chi, pimpin want me, the game up for the fuckin and pen
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| Hut 2−3-4, for the riders and the rollers
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| Place your boots and lock and load, we bringin this Thug World Order
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| For real
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| Motherfuckers wanted to hear it, well here it go
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| See and Layzie bringin on the dub back
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| Like we split a big stoke, and we smokin big 'dro
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| To the gangstas, hustlas and thugs killin niggas and the drug dealers
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| Y’all better feel us
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| We done put away the drama now we be the Midwest killas
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| You really wanna know all that bounce shit is our shit
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| The Midwest is unified, talk shit if you got the heart bitch!
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| My nigga sure kick some shit for no longer a silent worker
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| Outspoken kickin that killer shit you never heard of, screamin bloody murder
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| Chi'/Cleveland selection, the millenium connection
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| Flowin rapid like Tekken, if you rather hate then go select your weapon
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| Put a hole in your head like a dolphin
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| Layzie and Twista the mission was stalkin
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| Bust at the bitches be talkin
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| Look out over the city like Christopher Walkin
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| Mission is put 'em in coffins
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| Though I kill to protect only cause my idea
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| Come off on the track ever since
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| Thought I have been standin over see repent, stay bent
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| Two of the dopest vocal recorders still slaughter
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| So brought up a quarter to the gangstas, hustlers and Thug World Order
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| Too much chaos in the last days
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| Gotta slow down with these wicked ass ways
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| Turn bad days into cash days, smoke haze, hit a lick to stay paid
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| Praise the lord, to just hurt to be a blazin sword
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| To give us what a misunderstandin God we was raisin war
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| Y’all better expect the unexpected cause nigga we rollin with God
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| And we some thugs and out the mob, the government wanna do us a job
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| I’m the nigga that been there, and really been there before
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| My niggas don’t know when I hit the do'
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| Y’all better believe it’s about that show nigga
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| And no seeds in my 'dro, comin cold no matter what season I flow
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| Cause of the B’s that I blow
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| I can hit 'em with rhythm from Cleve' to 'cago
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| Believe that I know, this connection is gon' be some shit
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| Tied like a reefer clip and don’t hate on us when you see us rich
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| It’s about them A-B-C's and 1−2-3's, dimes nickles and quarters
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| So shoot up, and be prepared, for the Thug World Order
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| And nigga all y’all niggas been talkin 'bout what y’all gon' do
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| We about that Midwest invasion, prepare for the Y2K proof — NIGGA!
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| Get ready for the Midwest invasion
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| We ready for the Mid, we ready for the Mid
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| — repeat 1.5X
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| Oooh-oooh-oooh-oooooooooh, oooooh, heyyyyeahhhh hey
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| Oooh-oooh-oooh-oooooooooh, oooooh, heyyyyy
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| Oooh-oooh-oooh-oooooooooh, oooooh, heyyyyeahhhh hey |