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[Chorus: Bizzy Bone (Wish Bone)](You niggaz can't stop me) |
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From cockin a glock(You motherfuckers can't stop me) |
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From poppin and droppin |
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And the cop peels for the guerillas on the block |
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For skinny niggaz like myself, artillery shops as well, yeah[Bizzy Bone:] |
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You think |
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I give a fuck if you don't like me nigga? |
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Put them up in the club and fight me |
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I'm sorry that |
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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 come try to test me |
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You break bread with niggaz that owe you |
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I can show you |
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Slowly rollin like these nuts for most do |
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Cookin it up just like it's soul food |
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Fuck all y'all, |
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I never did know you |
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Bring the |
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ProTools, stack it on up |
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And little |
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Thugs that |
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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 |
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Bobbys under my belt and with mad kids for self protectin |
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Don't know, he ain't accept my hand on the little bit of solo shit |
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It's Bone |
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Thugs forever cause |
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I know where home is[Chorus x2][Layzie Bone:] |
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What you thought a nigga be up and gone? |
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Fly by night, no longer |
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Bone, strictly hype |
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Niggaz 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 knock on anything, and the mission always complete |
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Be that little nigga when you see me, with a dog out in these streets |
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And I gets my money, |
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I bring home the bacon |
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Seven or better that's what |
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I'm makinBetter check the reputation, nigga you dealt with frontin and hatin |
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See I'm positive, plus |
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I'm cool, yeah |
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I'm a thug and yeah |
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I'm a fool |
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I love the game and |
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I love the rules |
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If you cross the line |
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I'm a flash these tools |
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And nigga ooh, if |
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I do it's for my children |
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If you feelin like |
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I'm feelin then you probably gon' see a million |
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Thug nation, fuck these doubters, yeah they said that he'll never make it |
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He 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 niggaz today, that can't get nothin from me |
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To all of them now, hey congratulatin, niggaz there's really no time wastin |
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Penetratin and elevatin, believe us we was up there waitin[Chorus x2][Wish Bone:] |
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Oh now look it's a miracle, y'all know the |
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Bone's gon' pop |
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Ten years and still we blow, just admit that we rock |
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All night long, you know we keep it |
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ThugBut still harmonize these songs (songs) |
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But don't get it twisted we |
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Thug and we real with it |
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They feel 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 if |
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I was you and you was me wearin my shoes on your feet |
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Now think again cause |
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I could never be |
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I could never be a hater or a hate that's dealt to men |
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And it seems like |
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I've always been down |
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And I can tell you |
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I'd rather that 'fore |
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I go back that route |
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You see one nigga on the news, wonder what did he do |
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And 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 |
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Thugs in all this |
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HarmonyYou 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![Chorus x2][Krayzie Bone:] |
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I ain't got nothin to say to a hater |
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As soon as he run up |
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I give him a |
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POWPut him in the ground with the rest of them niggaz |
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Who thought they could run up and fuck with me now it's 2 thou' |
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We fuckin around with the convicts, makin '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 niggaz got with the knowledge |
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And we at a nation where niggaz screamin |
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Thug power |
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Them niggaz ain't think we was comin back on some real |
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Political military workin the fields while these bustas stay in the crib |
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Execution, murda mo 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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Hit up and fuck up your rivalies, if you even know what time it is |
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I'm runnin the soldiers, warriors ready and willin 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 |
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I brought my dawgs for all of y'all |
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Gauges will be blazin, watch |
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I shock and shake the worrrrrld |
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And drop up on niggaz, unstoppable (unstoppable)[Chorus x2] |
