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Bone Thugs-n-Harmony


Background information
Origin Cleveland, Ohio, United States
Genre(s) Midwest Hip-Hop
Gangsta Rap
Years active 1991—present
Label(s) Ruthless Records
Full Surface Records
BTNH Worldwide
Associated acts Mariah Carey
2Pac
Akon
Swizz Beatz
Tech N9ne
The Game
DJ U-Neek
Eazy-E
Twista
Lyfe Jennings
Esham
Website Website
Members
Krayzie Bone
Layzie Bone
Bizzy Bone
Wish Bone
Flesh-n-Bone



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Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Album


T.H.U.G.S. (11/13/2007)
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[Hook:]
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Even though I'm makin money,
Even though I'm makin money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do what I do...)

[Speech 1]
And I believe,
that we must confront the past,
in order to capitalize on the future,
because in our present times and turmoil,
it is inevitable, (we gon' do)
focus! did hear what I said?
I said focus, on our children.
We must concentrate on education,
and provide not only mental development,
but physical development,
so that we can stand united,
and kick our enemies' ass! (Yeaa!)
Can I get a witness?
Now, time is of the essence,
so stand tall, chest out, chin up,
proud to be a part of this nation of thugs, (Yeah, yeah)
and remember one thing: that the clock is tickin' (Yeah, yeah)

[Hook:]
Even though I'm makin money,
Even though I'm makin money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do what I do...)

[Speech 2]
First off, I wanna know, how many people really beleive in the Lord,
because if ya don't,
I think you need to start answering the action,
because what I'm bout to say is just real, it's too real,
like me and my thugs, Bone Thugs, ya know what I'm sayin?
Ayy, why everytime we get mad?
I mean when we get mad,
Why we tear Bone shit?
That don't make no damn sense.
We gotta get it together, ya know what I'm sayin?
Woo!
I think I do everything for my babies cause I love my children.
I brought them here,
I give them my gene'ip (?) cause they mine.
We bringin you to thug nation,
An organization of nothin but thugs! Nothin but thugs! (Yeah, yeah)
We are, we are, the thug, nation! (Yeah, yeah)

[Hook:]
Even though I'm makin money,
Even though I'm makin money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do what I do...)

[Speech 3]
Souljas, all places due to the gate. (?)
First and foremost,
I would like to read to you out of the book of Babylon.
Chapter one: it is written in brail.
What you feel tonight, is not just anger my children,
it is not just depression,
it is not confusion, it is seclusion.
From the same ghetto in which we have been institutionalized in have become our training camps.
If the minister of defense is here to you tonight,
to tell you that the target is no longer our brothers and sisters,
it is no longer our children.
Tonight is not the beginning,
it is the rejuvination of a revolution,
the revolution that our mothers and our fathers have abandoned us.
So I will struggle with you,
I will take counsel with you,
I will eat with you,
and may God be with all of us souljas.
I said may God be with all of us souljas.
For without we ain't think none of this would be possible.
Without further adue, I bring to you:
Chief Leathaface, my friend, and your chief:

Now where my thugs at?
I said where my God damn thugs at?
Now what we tryin to organize here today,
is more than just a gang of niggas.
We tryin to organize more than just a posse of niggas.
We tryin to organize a God damn army.
Now we didn't think we gon' keep it real,
but these other bitch niggas keep it fake.
We gon' let them motherfuckers know what's goin on down here in the God damn streets.
Can I get a hell yea? (Hell muthafuckin yea!)
Now I gotta explain the mission is to make money,
The enemy is the police, mista fed, mista CIA,
mista wanna see your thug ass in jail.
I think its time we start patrollin the pigs,
and let them see how it feels to be up under surveillance,
let them see how it feels to have they phone tapped,
let them see how it feels to have a strange car outside your mothafuckin house, (Yeah, yeah)
we got to rock. (Yeah, yeah)

[Hook:] (X2)
Even though I'm makin money,
Even though I'm makin money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do what I do...)

Even though I'm makin money...

. . .


[Chorus: Bizzy Bone (Wish Bone)]
(You niggaz can't stop me) From cockin a glock
(You motherfuckers can't stop me) From poppin and droppin
And the cop peels for the guerillas on the block
For skinny niggaz like myself, artillery shops as well, yeah

[Bizzy Bone:]
You think I give a fuck if you don't like me nigga?
Put them up in the club and fight me
I'm sorry that I'm just so fuckin exciting
Steadily cordial like this killa 'posed to
And I wish you would really come try to test me
You break bread with niggaz that owe you I can show you
Slowly rollin like these nuts for most do
Cookin it up just like it's soul food
Fuck all y'all, I never did know you
Bring the ProTools, stack it on up
And little Thugs that I console to
Never leave your house without, keepin it up
To the head that is, you don't know what mad is?
Couple of Bobbys under my belt and with mad kids for self protectin
Don't know, he ain't accept my hand on the little bit of solo shit
It's Bone Thugs forever cause I know where home is

[Chorus x2]

[Layzie Bone:]
What you thought a nigga be up and gone?
Fly by night, no longer Bone, strictly hype
Niggaz better think twice
Cause all of these haters ain't even seen the light
Nigga we can knock on anything, and the mission always complete
Be that little nigga when you see me, with a dog out in these streets
And I gets my money, I bring home the bacon
Seven or better that's what I'm makin
Better check the reputation, nigga you dealt with frontin and hatin
See I'm positive, plus I'm cool, yeah I'm a thug and yeah I'm a fool
I love the game and I love the rules
If you cross the line I'm a flash these tools
And nigga ooh, if I do it's for my children
If you feelin like I'm feelin then you probably gon' see a million
Thug nation, fuck these doubters, yeah they said that he'll never make it
He runnin wild and doin this and doin that, he'll never make it
Who gets the last laugh now, look at me now countin this money
Them the same niggaz today, that can't get nothin from me
To all of them now, hey congratulatin, niggaz there's really no time wastin
Penetratin and elevatin, believe us we was up there waitin

[Chorus x2]

[Wish Bone:]
Oh now look it's a miracle, y'all know the Bone's gon' pop
Ten years and still we blow, just admit that we rock
All night long, you know we keep it Thug
But still harmonize these songs (songs)
But don't get it twisted we Thug and we real with it
They feel we flip and we deal with it
Ain't gotta like it, better live with it
Just trust me, better live with it
Now think if I was you and you was me wearin my shoes on your feet
Now think again cause I could never be
I could never be a hater or a hate that's dealt to men
And it seems like I've always been down
And I can tell you I'd rather that 'fore I go back that route
You see one nigga on the news, wonder what did he do
And they tell you you be like, "Ooh, that nigga's through"
But they don't know me
Been blessed with all my Thugs in all this Harmony
You know we can't be stopped, we rollin past the cops
Plus all you haters, the finger's all you got
Fuck y'all!

[Chorus x2]

[Krayzie Bone:]
I ain't got nothin to say to a hater
As soon as he run up I give him a POW
Put him in the ground with the rest of them niggaz
Who thought they could run up and fuck with me now it's 2 thou'
We fuckin around with the convicts, makin 'em up at the county
Now I got nothin but killas around me
Fallin in proudly, organized but rowdy
They fearin us, because of the shit they been hearin about us
They say that them niggaz got with the knowledge
And we at a nation where niggaz screamin Thug power
Them niggaz ain't think we was comin back on some real
Political military workin the fields while these bustas stay in the crib
Execution, murda mo murda, murder them all
Kill 'em all, all, get yo' shit nigga get in the car
If you ridin willin to die for this, really tryin to survive in this
Hit up and fuck up your rivalies, if you even know what time it is
I'm runnin the soldiers, warriors ready and willin to die for the cause
If it's war that's what we came for
That's why I brought my dawgs for all of y'all
Gauges will be blazin, watch I shock and shake the worrrrrld
And drop up on niggaz, unstoppable (unstoppable)

[Chorus x2]

. . .


[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
Got no love for the law,
but I shed blood for my dawgs.
Got no love for the law,
but I shed blood for my dawgs.

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
I been trying to gather my niggas for battle,
we outta control we cant be handled,
We shake the police in the stand off,
44 magnums bustin at random at'em,
in the middle of the chaos,
soon ill be bustin my shit at the mayor,
if you get caught up with nothin to save ya,
gauges spray and break ya down nowhere,
and put in the back and I murder a nigga,
stead put in the, shoot it!
if it aint black owned then we loot it,
Burn this bitch down, lets do it!
We aint marchin we aint talkin,
we keepin our eye on the target
So as soon as the shit get started,
we gon pop pop pop-pop that body,
(Doin' that violent..) Them popo don't want beef,
they want this war out on the streets with me and my T.H.U.G.'s,
Bitch you freeze, you under arrest,
and you got the right to die,
and guess who's pullin the switch?
And I cant wait to see you fry.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
I never did have no love for the system,
Man them law aint good to protect me,
Im just a nigga tryin to live the American dream,
and you wanna arrest me and for what?
because I'm shinin blingin; mad because I'm rhymin, singin,
I got too much money, I got too many guns.
Your pitiful life aint got no meaning,
and I know you schemin, L-Burna done got legit now,
bitch you sit on the ground, you get on the ground,
you aint talkin that shit now!
Wanna spit rounds? We can go,
that cop'll bring the regime and helicopters,
Strapped, with Techs and 9's, for what's in the sky I got a grenade launcher.
Aint nuthin to do today, so what imma do?
Imma bust on the cops, shoot the street light out on the block,
dial 9-1-1 sit back and watch.
I can hear them sirens comin, imma teach these fools not to fuck with me,
and, outcome was a catastrophe,
Do this once a week until my brother's free!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
United we stand, divided we fall,
for the same bullshit like snipers on Whitehouse lawns.
On that good shit, niggas from Compton to Africa,
on that thug shit, Reginald Denny, no comment.
I lost my blood with the tat that Carlos, Davis, Lord.
I can't love shit, as the police extend this given,
Im above, this, deceptions, I know they intentions, with S'mores made by Smith & Weston.
Pulla me weapon, embrace in the Lord,
feel the spiritual resurrection through my pores,
in the storm with the allies of war.
No, college, scholarships, just, gotta burst the clips,
on the block, warrior plottin on king pin licks.
Flip burgers I just can't see it,
imma face more green with Bone Thugs in one night, no secrets.
Fuck the Feds, it ain't no love at all for 'em,
and pull me over with police dogs lickin my scrotum.

[Chorus]

[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
See young thug, could tell me nothin,
ya fuck up I shed blood, gotta leave this world with somethin,
a realer nigga for more than I can handle,
the trust was asked so that's for a mack, got caught up in a scandal,
police ain't right, and we ain't either.
Errybody want somethin equal,
listen up my people:
we gotta get down, get down, for right now,
nigga fuck your people!
And this is how we all, all our dream to get big.
Haters think he's one of a kind, hes better than errybody, destroyin dreams.
But don't you listen, we can rise above it, above it,
Nine times outa ten, don't fuck that, cause they gon' love it,
quit fuckin with my people, wonder why, we react.
We strong and need to be left alone, and that's a fact.

[Chorus] (X2)

. . .


[Chorus:]
You need some reefa we smokin that bomb bay
You need some liquor we pourin it all day
Lookin for drama my niggas be wildin' [x2]

[Krayzie:]
Guess who just stepped in the club
Them niggas that don't give a thuggish ruggish mothafuck
We come to party, some of my partners come to fuck it up
Stuff em, turn the fuckin music up
Get it crunk, nigga what
Fill up on my niggas cup
Watch out for security, cause we bout to blaze the doob up
Let's smoke and burn, choke the herb
So come on ride the train, you should ride it
Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter
We keep that fire, fire baby, baby
Krayzie, faded, we blaze shit all day
When we rumble, uh oh
We just like animals out the jungle
Make em fall, collapse, stumble, and fumble, just like drunk hoes

[Chorus]

[Layzie:]
Biz got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin
Me and Wish just got to the club
And man they better let us in
Cause we got cheese to spend
And I know they really don't want no trouble
My heat get double double or we got get on a hustle
And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party
Cause a Bone Thug party get wild
Get foul in the crowd like do that what?
Do that shit right now
We the same damn niggas, sellin yayo, sippin 40s
Wearin khakis with the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story
We can't leave rap alone, the game need us
Think you can handle us or beat us, come on cleatus
Mess up that drank you drankin
Puff on that weed you smokin
My niggas ain't never jokin
And I came to get you open off this weed...

[Chorus]

[Bizzy:]
Coke & Henny and I'm feelin irie
Wanna try me, pussy nigga die, we
Slide up in the club, ready, collide
Wanna get wild, hey, highly
Intoxicated, Fucked up that firy
Dirty rotten
Glock in the back, and please believe it
Watchin you niggas hold Jesus
What is the secret, what is the reason
Clutchin my metal trinkets
Wish bring the pain for these niggas
Please believe it

[Wish:]
I'm a drink, I'm a smoke
When I hit the club I'm in the back door
Bringin no problems
But if you want em we can dance ho
Higher, higher, put a little henn in that cris
It'll make you righter nicer
Drunk as fuck but don't get it twisted
I will light cha, fight cha
In the middle of the party
With a hundred thugs right by me
And you don't wanna try me
What I got to lose
And I'm mad as fuck comin out they shoes, move
Bring your own smoke
And your own drink, that's thug's rules foo

[Chorus]

. . .


I'm not that nigga
To get caught up in wrappers and blunts
I'm not that nigga
That's believin' that you bitches is thugs

I'm not that nigga
To floss, baggin' up what my shit costs
I'm not that nigga
Trickin' dough just to stick dick to a hoe

I'm not that nigga
You catch slippin' at the bar or the club
I'll prolly got my glock off safety
Cocked then pop it, now what? Now what?

Not the nigga
To bow down to the law
I'm not that nigga
To snitch and I'm not that nigga you saw

I'm not that nigga
To switch, I keep it hard to the core
I'm not that nigga
They say they saw deep down at the store

I'm not that nigga
Takin' shorts or losses all for my profit
I'm not that nigga
That's gon' give it up 'til somebody stop me

I'm not that nigga
That's gon' kick it with too many suckas or fags
I'm not that nigga
Lockin' these groupie hoes all up in my fangs

I'm not that nigga
So don't ask if I wanna battle with rappin'
'Cause shit, you speak and whoa
Nigga you know we comin' to blast

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga
Fuck bitches be talkin' bullshit
I was never that nigga
For school, I'm too cool bitch

I'm that nigga
That eat that pussy with Cool Whip
Don't be a bitch
Ain't cheatin', I ain't cheatin' on you bitch

I'm not that nigga
I'm the quiet boy
I'm Private Dick Bryon boy
Ex-drug dealer slash the lion boy

I'm not that nigga
That experimented nothin' but weed
Then again I do drink
And I popped a couple of V's

Huh, I'm not that nigga
With his mind in the dark
If you don't love me I don't love you
Let me lock up the hawk

And naw, I'm not that nigga
That don't take care of the babies
Nuh-uh, I don't give a fuck
If it ain't mine, is you hungry?

And God willin'
Me and my niggaz chillin'
Not them niggaz that be trippin'
Bustin' my automatic pistol

And um, not that nigga
To God, I'm a baby
But I'm your motherfuckin' nigga
Let the world drive us crazy

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

Look y'all, I'm not that nigga
That you can play with
Nor that nigga
That you can toy with

I'm that nigga
That come through reppin'
And bringin' the ruckus
And really destroy shit

I'm that nigga
That do what I say and I say what I mean
I'm not that nigga
That just gon' sit back and comin' up on no green

No no, I'm not that nigga baby
I'll be that nigga to blow a pound wit'cha
Get down wit'cha, back that brown fo' a round wit'cha

I'm the type of nigga
That look in yo' eyes and see if yo' mind right
Get it every time
You right about that I'ma shine in the limelight

'Cause I'm a king
I'm not that nigga that just be tellin' you things
When I hit the scene
Every nigga on my team

Is the shit, get it right
I'm not that nigga you wanna be testin'
I'll be done opened it up
And let's 'em loose straight blast in every direction

I'm a playa not a fighter
This is a burner not a lighter
When the shit get deep I'ma start the fire
I'ma show y'all niggaz how a Thug get live

I'm not that nigga
In the game and ain't scorin'
When it's rainin' it's pourin
I'm not that nigga and this is a warnin'

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga
Run in the club who split in in the club when it all goes down
I'm not that nigga
Split up yo' vision, somebody in here ain't gon' spray no rounds

I'm not that nigga
That ain't gon' be blastin when all of my Thuggstaz call
I'm just that nigga
You know that nigga that always gives it rough and raw

I'm not that nigga
Gettin' caught up none of these groupie hoes
I'm not that nigga
Out here flossin' payin' attention to none of my foes

I'm not that nigga
Better believe you owe I'm comin' for mine
I'm not that nigga
Just that nigga gettin' open, I don't mind, mind

I'm not that nigga
Just expect I got a problem, you know I check it
I'm just that nigga
Hittin' the hardest checkin' these niggaz up on this Thug shit

I'm not that nigga
With no ammo talkin' shit and really won't lay low
I'm not that nigga
That you won't feel get in all yo' shit 'cause I'm not that nigga

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up
And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo'

I'm not that nigga you thought that you was after
I'm not that nigga with balls but actin' fagot
So I think you should pause, you better back up

. . .


[Intro:]
Twin, what's happenin Lay'?
That's how we do that? Nigga Thugs is on the line
Yeah

[Chorus: Krayzie (Layzie)]
Y'all don't, know a (I'm a Thug on the line, what?)
Bone Thug, soldier (Mo Thugs nigga!)
Y'all don't, know a (I'm a Thug on the line)
Bone Thug, soldier (Mo, Mo Thugs!)

[Krayzie Bone:]
Finger on the trigger from my 9-millimeter make your +Body Rott+
(Body Rott) And when you drop make the party stop
Leave 'em in the bushes, we them niggaz makin pushes
In your squad (squad) catch a nigga sleep he truly die
Wake up inside the coffin, don't make my niggaz start it
They doin this regarded, tossed him back and lost it
Awww shit, my niggaz they get the ammo
We takin over the panel, thuggin on every channel
Invasion, "Thug on Da Line" put it down
For the nation, "Thugz All Ova Da World"
The Thugs, they cool and the only thing we smoke will be the bud
But trip and we gon' rip shit up, shit up

[Chorus]

[Wish Bone:]
Snatch a nigga, break a nigga, show him how we do
Take that, eat that, rob and take it to your crew
Nothin new, nothin new, we not sayin nothin new
But when the Thugs get after you (oh my God!)
Don't you know that you can stick a nigga, hit him from the back, take that
And I'm a real thug before all this rap, believe that
And I will kill niggaz, ah-ah-ah, we steal nigga
Don't believe nigga? Pap-pap-pap, believe now nigga?

[Layzie Bone:]
I'm a soldierrrrrr – I, I don't give a fuck nigga
This Steve nigga, what the fuck is goin on?
I'm a soldierrrrrr – (what what) don't believe niggaz
What the fuck is goin on? What the fuck is goin on nigga?
I'm a soldierrrrrr

[Chorus]

[Layzie Bone:]
And I done been about my business for a long time
Motherfuckers talkin shit, say it's on motherfucker wrong rhyme
What the fuck is goin on? Layzie Bone in here
Now give me a motherfuckin beer and I ain't got no fear
I roll, with my dawgs and my dawgs with me
Now who the fuck they wanna see? The B-O-N-E
Or the Mo, T-H-U-Geeeeeeee's
(Thug Thug Thug) Nigga we grow like trees
And I'm a fuck a nigga up, buck a nigga up
Beat a nigga up, what nigga I'm a Thug on the liiiiine
What you goin through? What you goin through nigga?
(What you goin through?) I'm a Thug on the liiiine
I want my money nigga; you get yours, I'm a get mine
I want my money nigga; you get yours, and I'm a get mine (yeah)

[Chorus]

. . .


Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

Look at me tipsy sippin' on Grey Goose
Finna let loose 'cause I can
Fuckin' with people that's off in the crowd
Nigga you know me I'm the man

Cleveland, is the city
Where the Thuggstaz get down
Just come to my town and ask around
They tell you who the rawest in town

'Cause I'm a 'Thug By Nature', strictly for the paper
Ain't nobody steppin' to Steve
I come with the ones, I come with the Thugs
I come with the things that go bang
It's still an 'Everyday Thang' for me to let my nuts hang

You want a performance worth the ticket if the price right we can kick it
Like a lip, I'ma hit it, party on I gots to get it
Keep them foxy women baggin' it up
While them haters stayin actin' up
You flashin' what? I'm flashin' frosty nuts

Girl if you come and take a ride with me
And if you ridin' with me, sit back recline in yo' seat
'Cause in the world where I'm from the sun always shine
And even though a nigga don't want it baby the world is mines, c'mon

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

I'm out of my mind, a ski mask, chains and gloves
Waitin' for niggaz to come out of the club
Give me the dubs for my niggaz that bang and slang drugs
We fuckin' them niggaz up, ain't no love for Bone Thugs

Nigga fuck y'all, y'all bitches used up
It's business as usual, I ain't takin' no shit from none of ya
Wanna see my niggaz with no money huh?
Since a nigga young think he rollin' with dummies or you a sucka for

That's why I hit you bitch, flippin' that activist for freedom
And I'm Bone Thug too, make 'em need 'em
No per diem, just a pistol in nails to leave
I'm the youngest Bone nigga, 7th Sign mastermind y'all get wit

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

We steppin' inside the party, Marti Grati
Now get me a shot of Bacardi, let it get up in my body
Make my body, body rock, rock, I'm known to rip a soul full of shit
I'ma just get up against a raw dawg and pull on my dick

Tell the DJ don't even tell 'em we in here, we on the low
No thuggin' in V.I.P. for me and my niggaz, we on the flo'
C'mon, hey, we finna get this party started right
Could you put some Thug music on?

Like Bone, Bone to get a nigga vibin' in my zone, hey
I hear the same shit song after song, man
How many times is you gon' tell us about you ballin', huh?
How many rhymes is you gon' bite like that before you fall off?

That's why we back and we fin' to bomb in this bitch
Ring the alarm, better be gone when we mob up in here
So you really get with the Thugs so shut the fuck up and back up off me
And I don't need no diamonds to shine, nigga I floss me, what?

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

Niggaz talkin' loud
But they ain't really sayin' nothin', not a damn thing, damn thing
Niggaz talkin' loud
But they ain't really sayin' nothin', not a damn thing, damn thing

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga?
Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga
But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine
Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone

. . .


MMMM Sweet Jane(3x)
I'm so in love with u Sweet Jane
Mary(11x)
I'm so in love with u Sweet Jane

I neva knew a love like this before
I said neva knew a love like this before
Sweet Jane relaxes mind (keeps me down ?) Make me feel like I'm fly high
And I can't come down, don't wanna come down, don't need to come down down
Oh oh I'm feeling so cool cool cuz that's what you do do Sweet Jane
(I'm so into u)2x
Can't nobody tell me nothin' that'll make me stop messin with u,
They keep tellin me u bad for me it just aint true (Believe me)2x
Baby I don't believe it
As long as I'm with u Jane

Chorus

It's such a beautiful thing when I'm sittin back smoking
No time worry bout thangs cuz Mary Jane got me choking
And I like this feeling Light it up and smoke one feel me
I like to smoke it when I'm rollin blaze it when I'm drunk
I like to smoke it in the morning Blaze it up when I fuck

This is what she does for me ain't tryna tell u but to me she's lovely
She let u know when nigga's fuck up (don't fuck with u)2x
Even when the road gets tough smoke another one then get through you can then get through
And I know we got alot of people going through it but talk
to Mary Jane she'll sure help u through it (This is America!)
And she does ease the pain(2x) you gotta take her to the Brain(2x)

Chorus

Tell u before nigga I would neva stop my fiendin all I be needin is sticky green man when I be ridin smokin and leanin you ain't comprehending the meaning
About the sticky the sticky the green leaves leaves leaves
Nigga you keep that brown I want the shit with no seeds

Girl u my thing and I love the way you stimulate the brain
and there aint nothin I would change compliment u with a little tangeray hey
Kray my nigga just ante up on a pound you stupid wishin Im gone swoop a B we can have a Thug night in the town
Let's Blow this one for Flesh fo show
It's (the niggaz night out)2x
Ya know

Hurry up and twist one, pass it up so I can hit one, ain't none of u busta niggaz can get none
Smokin Hydroponics got it mix with Indonesia so
High right about now think
I done caught amnesia boy reefer really makes (me happy)2x
I bout to roll up some mo

Chorus

. . .


T H U G
T H U G

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Nigga thug all day any day
Even when I'm in L.A. I run with the Thugs
Better creep to the city and look for the weed spot
Stop 'cause I gotta get bud

Wanna get a pound of that fool stuff
Some of that smoke and puff
And if you smoke enough
You sure enough get P.O.D.'ed

Cleveland, it's the same thang
They out there puff M. Jane
Inhale, exhale back on the plane
Headed to the city that's sunny all year 'round
That's right Miami, it's like a little planet
Full of sin but we got to have it

And I'm simply tryin' to tell these motherfuckers
That we thug all day, babe we thug always
So come to the party and bring somebody
And bring some weed and a tank of Bacardi
It's gon' get rowdy

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Come and roll with the everyday thugs
Stand out for my thang
Stayin' true to the game 'cause that's all I know
I'm a street nigga, keep the heat nigga
Gettin' street figures, all night long

I gots to go get me some money
'Cause just like that nigga gots to have it
It be greens as spinach or cabbage, whatever you call it
You do your math and work this magic

Get on the grind, in position to be the boss
Niggaz can floss and talk but I know they soft
But a nigga like me stay raw on the D.L.

'Cause what we sell ain't none of nobody's business
Never was and nigga never will be
Thinkin' I'm broke but I'm out here filthy, feelin' me?

Y'all niggaz be killin' me
Braggin' 'bout the money that you claim you makin'
Fuck around, catch you down there sleepin'
Then that money be up for the takin', yeah

I bring home the bacon
And nigga that's all I'ma let you know
You already know when I stole the show
Little man with the big dough run these hoes

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Now I'm a thug, seems like every time
I come out I gotta prove I'm thug
Like a nigga put in work, with his blood

It's gonna be the same
'Cause nigga don't understand this game
This is how we gets down
With money Mayne, money Mayne

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays
I mighta been chillin'
Thursdays, Fridays, Saturday
I'm out there kickin' it with all my villains
Go against us, you ain't goin' nowhere
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony keepin' it real for St. Clair

Anybody that want it, even if it's on my mornings
I will wake up, just in case you want it
And I ain't got shit to prove it, thirty minutes only you do it
Put it down nigga, ready now move it

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

You know, we like the echo and oh
You know we like to roll the Indo
You know we like the Benz-O with O
He don't even know, he the enemy for sho'
With a .44 out of the holster bust on him
Like real niggaz supposed ta

Sticky-icky blowin' brew in my leather sofa
Little nigga, rollin' spiritual soldier
Like Nat Turner, clap burner, murda mo murda
Murder motherfucker, shit is hot as the kitchen furnace

From smokers to workers, Cleveland to Cali
Ghetto in those suburbias, little Bizzy stay pimpin' alley
And finally the vinyl be vital in washed up and, I already got the title
Besides my vibe is the shit, it's too many styles

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

. . .


[Intro: Krayzie]
Stay on the grind and rise on up, give it all you got
[x5]

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
Shit, we done come up a long way
We crept and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say
Nigga's been talkin about us like it's Bone Day
They say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't kickin it no more."
They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"... You sure?
Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)
We been through some rough times, but never enough to make us break up
Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business
So quit all that beef and come get this cheese
Nobody really been knowin the drama we done seen
Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell
And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock
Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin these busta's
Actin like they ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas
We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play with the dough
Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we goin for broke

[Chorus: Krayzie]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war

[Verse 2: Layzie]
See these mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law
And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin
Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes
And if I ain't got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom)
Cash is closure, this bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin
Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up
You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of this one eight seven murder case
It's dun-datta, no longer "see you tomorrow."
I'll be screamin "not a shotty, " he shouldn't have had no problems
Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then close your mouth
Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out
Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my money
Number three, just respectin everything that really sincerely love me
I'm a real thug strong and weak, the rich was in the poor
But you gotta get on your feet even if they blistered up and sore

[Chorus: Krayzie]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war

[Verse 3: Bizzy]
Choke like nigga's choke when they get that corner on 100 and 44
Smoke and think platinum, gun in my coat
Stick to my grill, lane switchin fixin a scrill
Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be still
Bought a new chest, honey coat cover the vest
Black and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips
I've been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead
Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my head
Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up
"That dick is kinda small, my bitch is too much."
C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, thugs love it
Haters holdin a motherfuckin gun
Bitch you can't be a judge, be real. Enough is enough
Signs are soon delivered, the rivers are filled
Praise Jesis in this ghetto thesis
Only Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cause I'm a soldier)

[Chorus x4: Krayzie]
I don't waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay outta mine
And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really tryin to go to war

[Bizzy: Repeat until fades out]
Bone Thugs -N- Harmony

. . .


[Intro: Krayzie Bone]
Hey young thugs, the world is yours.
The world, the world, the world is yours.

[Chorus: Krayzie Bone] (X2)
Young thugs, my young thugs,
young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs,
young thugs, my young thugs,
young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs.

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone/Wish Bone]
[Krayzie:]
Standin' outside is a broken thug, (that's me)
who don't wanna go home, (no...)
rather stand here frozen up,
hangin' out in the cold, zero below,
tryin' to find his soul,
before the mind is gone,
tryin' to find that guidin road,
and keep rollin' on, on, on, on,
rollin' on, you better keep rollin' on, on, on, on,
rollin' on, you better keep rollin' on.
[Wish:]
Everytime I look into the mirror keep on thinkin' I'm wrong, cause
I thug, I thug,
all I see lookin' back is a thug,
and I know I did wrong, young thug, young thug,
It's amazing how they give them second chances and they let us live on, all thugs, all thugs,
T.H.U.G., is all I wanna be,
all my little fellas really thuggin' with me,
we done did it straight from poverty, we broke in them homes!,
make them stop it cause you know them thugs is gonna live on!

[Chorus] (X2)

[Verse Two: Bizzy Bone/Layzie Bone]
[Bizzy:]
See baby got it goin’ on,
but she was born in a fucked up home,
and ain’t nobody filling her mama’s seen a vista, (?)
the niggas that’ll beat us every time she’s gone,
and ain’t nobody release her, here we go, again,
there he go again, I don’t wanna be here no more,
now I’m havin’ a baby, only nigga that help me,
(you don’t have to tell me, he went crazy and he left ya),
yea that nigga went crazy, but I thank him for the love, that’s all I’ve got, (wha)
baby got it goin’ on, nineteen, nail shop, bill drop, bling watch, I never fail,
who sippin with the head off, rep the prop, who give a fuck about a nigga now,
I don't, and the shit don’t stop, yea,
Till the casket drops, yea,
I’m all that I’ve got, got, got…
[Layzie:]
Once upon a time,
There was a little young nigga runnin’ wildin smokin’ weed,
and if you was lookin’ for whatever, he can get you what you need,
down thugsta with some props nobody never seem to spot him,
one day somebody shot him, and the drama got started,
now his mama’s on the pipe, and bigger brother’s in jail,
nigga the only cop i see that got story to tell, see,
first he was just chillin, then his belly got hungry,
everybody in the family out for self, ain’t got no money,
so what’s a young thug to do now? (do now?)
ain’t nothin’ to do but hit the streets and get some heat n’ put the rules down,
that’s where’d he get the hustla, off to the races,
tryin’ to win it while he in it, actin’ badder, catchin’ cases,
before we knew it he was in too deep,
nowhere to run and no where to hide, he was in too deep,
he culda changed his life but no he didn’t,
now the little nigga layin’ dead in the grave still not listenin’…

[Chorus] (X2)

. . .


[Intro: sample of "Good Lovin" by Mammatapee]
Good loving, good love
Good loving, good love
Good loving, is so hard to find
I met you woman, and I just can't get enough, yeah
And if you want some this, care right now now now now
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting on youuuu you you...

[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
Remember remember remember remember yesterday
Do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?
Do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?
Do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?

[Krayzie Bone]
You know it ain't nothin like family, y'all nigga my dogs
And we gon' be there 'til the end of the road
and stay on the mission to get this dough
Cause we are family, you know we been trues
You know what we've been through, we've got nothin to lose
Y'all call my name and I'll be there
Dawg (dawg) they done lost they mind
Thinkin Bone will divide up and throw this whole vibe away
But we are every day people, every day people
We just niggaz doin what we've got to do
Uh-huh, uh-huh, but still we've got to be united
And try to fight it

[Wish Bone]
Lay down, get down!
You know we really done broke these niggaz down
Ain't nobody been through what we've been through
Ain't nobody gon' watch your back like I do
It's an every day thang, over +Crept and We Came+
Feelin this game, servin this up, that's really that murder mayne
How I rhyme and I flow, I get it straight from my Thuggstaz
When I die I really wanna go right next to my Thuggstaz
Cleveland, Cleveland is where I come from, come from
Leavin, leavin, that's how we came up
Ooh, and can't nobody believe it; yes, you better believe it
Trendsetters in this game and we really ain't leavin
With all my dogs, just admit that we are raw
With all of y'all behind us we will never fall
All-oh-all-oh-all-oh-all-oh-all (what's that)

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
And nigga let the world go around and around
Livin out in this strugglin, hustlin just to get down
Some of us need a memoir, and some of us need the crowd
Children of the underground
Remember how we clowned havin fun, rippin and runnin around town, so dumb
But where we from means anything and a gun
Sounds that they hear in the suburbs
And chirpin they birds, my nigga chirpin the suburbian
On the curb, Layzie he was rollin up the herb
So superb that ya beat is twirkin
A little nigga earned, feelin broke 'til the motherfucker still splurgin
Snatchin purses and sellin dubs and twurkin, twurkin, twurkin
I was talkin in the church, in the church, in the church
And then everybody dressed up
and you know they was perpin, they perpin, they perpin
They not knowin, they not knowin, knowin

[Chorus]

. . .


[Chorus]
[Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone]:
I been so many places (all around the world)
So many unfamiliar faces
Oh I pray everyday (everyday)
To keep from going crazy

I been so many places (all around the world)
So many unfamiliar faces
Oh I pray everyday (everyday)
To keep from going crazy

[Krayzie Bone]
well whut do you kno
im still here
but were still strugling
tryna come up on tha ?? with the dollar
do the dam thing n i got to maintain
try not to go insane
everyday
im facing complications
motions happenin in tha game
temptations of the ??
shaking a grey??
im keepin my eye on yal
gon let nobody hold me back
i never thought that livin ma life coul be this real
never done figured that being a rapper would be so hard
oh God
but now that im seeing the light
as soon as i open my eyes
for the first time
i realize i gota die
and life dont last forever
and fast living make ya crazy
if ya suck up too much trust me
i seen it enough

[Chorus]

[Wish Bone]
the hustle goin through this world
im not really doin it for fun
dont worry bout me
have a ??
and i see
get and run??
and maybe we can chill out
hit up a couple of your spots
have some drinks and pass out
if not bye bye
Cuz I got another show
Sometimes you never know
meet up all my thugs til 10 o clock??
and then we go??
and then its on the next city thugs
changin all ?? one
got it
and i know you feel me
Thats why you gota get your hustle awwnnn
Everybody get the money
yeaaaaa got them hundreds, reach for thousands
ayyynnn got your thousans, reach for millions (you know)

[Chorus]

[Layzie Bone]
now i done traveled around the globe
and there some things that i ?? seen
me n ma team chasin green
running this earth tryna live our dreams
but i seen it make the average person run quik n hide
and u kno im down for the ride
i hada ch??
and swallow my pride
i hate to admit it but dog
i live off material things is what i was after
who would have thought by being a rapper
all the cultures?? i capture
i got caught up in the rapture
assumed it was written
?? women
poppin this trigger
think the whole world think of us trippin
i dont know why and i dont know what it is
all them crazy things i don did
brought me closer to my kids
no more dwellin?? by my lonely
long story but im thorough
me an ma dogs runnin this planet
its just us against the world
(come on)

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
yea niggas don really know me
not one of ma homies
wana control me
control these nuts or go home??
wana hold me
think one of tha twins they coming for me
Hallelujah
only one sacred and holy
phony love how they givin it only
one of them thick black
club
tha LAPD whooping on him
the bitch was strippin down in San Diego
she only in it for the money
but we all in it for something tho
and she really loved Tony
some thick dick yellow nigga
he lived in the basement
and he sell weed to the drug dealers
run around the hood n now youre mother fukin high??
rather die than to be caught up in deceptions and lies
word to the wise

[Chorus]

. . .


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