Mind on Our Money Lyrics
| Song | Mind on Our Money |
| Artist | Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
| Album | BTNHResurrection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bone, Flesh-n-Bone ... | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money(T H U G) | |
| Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money(T H U G) | |
| Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it | |
| Nigga 1993, hooked up with | |
| Eazy E1994, rushin' through the door with the bone flow | |
| Nigga was creepin' on a come up, doin' it for the love of money1995 we really let 'em know, | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from | |
| Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before | |
| But we never got our props | |
| Till we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad | |
| But the man know, | |
| Eazy runnin' with the lost souls, rest in peace | |
| That was 1996, we back in the mix | |
| I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit | |
| But everything started changin', business rearrangin' | |
| Then the time when bone and ruthless wasn't vibin' | |
| Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit | |
| Somehow I'm feelin' like what | |
| I deserve | |
| I didn't get | |
| But I'ma stick it out, believe | |
| I'ma keep my head up | |
| And show my loyalty for | |
| Eazy E, even though | |
| I'm fed up1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, it's the art of war | |
| It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott | |
| Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures1999 nigga, still strugglin' | |
| Tryna get some money with this mastermind | |
| I'm jugglin' | |
| Sharpen up ya thug mentality | |
| And by the year 2000 | |
| I'll be thuggin' but so | |
| I'm [unverified] | |
| I gotta get some money, blast if | |
| I get hungry | |
| So if you read that i done flipped, then you know the story, about me | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money(T H U G) | |
| Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it | |
| Take a good look into my eyes and all over my face your bloody death | |
| With a bloody bloody, mess, | |
| I'm servin' you none the less[Unverified] that crazy muthafucka | |
| From the world's most dangerous group | |
| Mo thugs nation, [unverified] on your life | |
| That's absolutely what | |
| I'm gon' do | |
| Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me | |
| Now I'm that muthafucka that be [unverified], the nigga that bust all y'all | |
| My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic | |
| I'm comin' in smooth, rockin' this | |
| Hip-Hop music just the way you like | |
| Tellin' all biters to please stop tryin' | |
| Let it go fry fool, when | |
| I make my move, all y'all gonna die | |
| Split up and fry, open his eyes [unverified] pop | |
| Shot one through his head | |
| Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead | |
| It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no skill | |
| Now look through the [unverified] stop steel | |
| Y'all some fake-thug livin' tryna get notice by hangin' with stars | |
| No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are | |
| We all true sound, nigga united gatherin' souls, how we roll | |
| And that's love for the paper, foldin', | |
| I saw these hoes | |
| But I had my [unverified] nah, nigga that's my nuts [unverified] | |
| Don't touch that | |
| And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love | |
| You can't dust on these bustas, so they die | |
| They only got love for those who love me | |
| In the meanwhile | |
| I main to keepin' my mind on my money | |
| And no, this shit that we spit ain't funny | |
| Especially when you hungry, nigga | |
| With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money(T H U G) | |
| Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it | |
| In '91 I'm runnin' from the fuckin' cops, don't ya know it | |
| That bitch was tryna' find a hidin' spot, he show it | |
| Know niggas that'd had no pussy | |
| Said that would never read or get to | |
| L.A.And niggas went cannibal on 'em, either | |
| Smokin' that reefer, niggas know how | |
| I'm livin'' | |
| Cause I was havin' children when y'all was lookin' for women | |
| But mine aside, so why you tellin' your same [unverified] | |
| When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride | |
| We gon' ride ride though, you can call me | |
| Mr. Murda- | |
| MoGet [unverified], burn the whole store down all by myself[unverified] for fuckin' with the bone flow | |
| Heaven and | |
| Earth, God and my loved one and ya gotta roll | |
| And what you want my people to hear, that | |
| I'm a fuckin' sell-out? | |
| But who's the one on solo shit and who want me the hell out? | |
| I'll bail out with a [unverified], that pussy makes me change | |
| Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range | |
| Shootin' thangs, it don't make you a villain(Shootin' thangs) | |
| The villain is chillin' with his children | |
| Bitch, I keeps it real | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money(T H U G) | |
| Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it | |
| I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind | |
| A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin' my line | |
| Nigga designed a gold crime as | |
| I'm racin' through this obstacle007, | |
| Layzie Bone, knew it was possible | |
| Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission | |
| Listen, nigga pay attention | |
| Oh, and did | |
| I mention, had a tape before | |
| I crept on a come up, | |
| Faces of death | |
| Blessin' 40 | |
| O-Z's, lay and leatherface and double | |
| Z's [unverified] | |
| Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money | |
| Nigga these bitches all up on me and half the industry phony | |
| It's like this nigga, i don't even fuck around | |
| If a nigga ain't got no money for lay, | |
| I'll come around | |
| Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style | |
| When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile | |
| See my niggas doin' a damn thing, flesh | |
| Trues humbly united gatherin' souls, just to let you know | |
| Heaven's movie, yours truly, | |
| Mr. Gambiniit's the mentality and next to the baddest, | |
| Little Stevie | |
| And when you ask me how i maintain | |
| I watch my niggas rule, act a fool and ace the game | |
| Mo thug one, witness the family scriptures | |
| Mo thug two, family reunion comin' to get ya | |
| Mo thug three, presentation of the mothership | |
| Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and maintain | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money(T H U G) | |
| Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it |
| zuo ci : Bone, FleshnBone ... | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| Nigga 1993, hooked up with | |
| Eazy E1994, rushin' through the door with the bone flow | |
| Nigga was creepin' on a come up, doin' it for the love of money1995 we really let ' em know, | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from | |
| Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before | |
| But we never got our props | |
| Till we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad | |
| But the man know, | |
| Eazy runnin' with the lost souls, rest in peace | |
| That was 1996, we back in the mix | |
| I guess they thought that we' d gon' quit but we got love for this shit | |
| But everything started changin', business rearrangin' | |
| Then the time when bone and ruthless wasn' t vibin' | |
| Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit | |
| Somehow I' m feelin' like what | |
| I deserve | |
| I didn' t get | |
| But I' ma stick it out, believe | |
| I' ma keep my head up | |
| And show my loyalty for | |
| Eazy E, even though | |
| I' m fed up1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, it' s the art of war | |
| It don' t stop, it won' t stop until we drop, body rott | |
| Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures1999 nigga, still strugglin' | |
| Tryna get some money with this mastermind | |
| I' m jugglin' | |
| Sharpen up ya thug mentality | |
| And by the year 2000 | |
| I' ll be thuggin' but so | |
| I' m unverified | |
| I gotta get some money, blast if | |
| I get hungry | |
| So if you read that i done flipped, then you know the story, about me | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| Take a good look into my eyes and all over my face your bloody death | |
| With a bloody bloody, mess, | |
| I' m servin' you none the less Unverified that crazy muthafucka | |
| From the world' s most dangerous group | |
| Mo thugs nation, unverified on your life | |
| That' s absolutely what | |
| I' m gon' do | |
| Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me | |
| Now I' m that muthafucka that be unverified, the nigga that bust all y' all | |
| My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic | |
| I' m comin' in smooth, rockin' this | |
| HipHop music just the way you like | |
| Tellin' all biters to please stop tryin' | |
| Let it go fry fool, when | |
| I make my move, all y' all gonna die | |
| Split up and fry, open his eyes unverified pop | |
| Shot one through his head | |
| Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead | |
| It ain' t my fault, you niggas too soft, ain' t got no skill | |
| Now look through the unverified stop steel | |
| Y' all some fakethug livin' tryna get notice by hangin' with stars | |
| No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are | |
| We all true sound, nigga united gatherin' souls, how we roll | |
| And that' s love for the paper, foldin', | |
| I saw these hoes | |
| But I had my unverified nah, nigga that' s my nuts unverified | |
| Don' t touch that | |
| And then he won' t hesitate to buck for the love | |
| You can' t dust on these bustas, so they die | |
| They only got love for those who love me | |
| In the meanwhile | |
| I main to keepin' my mind on my money | |
| And no, this shit that we spit ain' t funny | |
| Especially when you hungry, nigga | |
| With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| In ' 91 I' m runnin' from the fuckin' cops, don' t ya know it | |
| That bitch was tryna' find a hidin' spot, he show it | |
| Know niggas that' d had no pussy | |
| Said that would never read or get to | |
| L. A. And niggas went cannibal on ' em, either | |
| Smokin' that reefer, niggas know how | |
| I' m livin'' | |
| Cause I was havin' children when y' all was lookin' for women | |
| But mine aside, so why you tellin' your same unverified | |
| When niggas ain' t have shit, tell me who' s the one that ride | |
| We gon' ride ride though, you can call me | |
| Mr. Murda | |
| MoGet unverified, burn the whole store down all by myself unverified for fuckin' with the bone flow | |
| Heaven and | |
| Earth, God and my loved one and ya gotta roll | |
| And what you want my people to hear, that | |
| I' m a fuckin' sellout? | |
| But who' s the one on solo shit and who want me the hell out? | |
| I' ll bail out with a unverified, that pussy makes me change | |
| Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range | |
| Shootin' thangs, it don' t make you a villain Shootin' thangs | |
| The villain is chillin' with his children | |
| Bitch, I keeps it real | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind | |
| A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin' my line | |
| Nigga designed a gold crime as | |
| I' m racin' through this obstacle007, | |
| Layzie Bone, knew it was possible | |
| Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission | |
| Listen, nigga pay attention | |
| Oh, and did | |
| I mention, had a tape before | |
| I crept on a come up, | |
| Faces of death | |
| Blessin' 40 | |
| OZ' s, lay and leatherface and double | |
| Z' s unverified | |
| Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money | |
| Nigga these bitches all up on me and half the industry phony | |
| It' s like this nigga, i don' t even fuck around | |
| If a nigga ain' t got no money for lay, | |
| I' ll come around | |
| Ain' t it funny how niggas turn funnystyle | |
| When they think they fall in trinkets, ain' t even ran a mile | |
| See my niggas doin' a damn thing, flesh | |
| Trues humbly united gatherin' souls, just to let you know | |
| Heaven' s movie, yours truly, | |
| Mr. Gambiniit' s the mentality and next to the baddest, | |
| Little Stevie | |
| And when you ask me how i maintain | |
| I watch my niggas rule, act a fool and ace the game | |
| Mo thug one, witness the family scriptures | |
| Mo thug two, family reunion comin' to get ya | |
| Mo thug three, presentation of the mothership | |
| Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and maintain | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it |
| zuò cí : Bone, FleshnBone ... | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| Nigga 1993, hooked up with | |
| Eazy E1994, rushin' through the door with the bone flow | |
| Nigga was creepin' on a come up, doin' it for the love of money1995 we really let ' em know, | |
| Cleveland is the city where we come from | |
| Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before | |
| But we never got our props | |
| Till we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad | |
| But the man know, | |
| Eazy runnin' with the lost souls, rest in peace | |
| That was 1996, we back in the mix | |
| I guess they thought that we' d gon' quit but we got love for this shit | |
| But everything started changin', business rearrangin' | |
| Then the time when bone and ruthless wasn' t vibin' | |
| Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit | |
| Somehow I' m feelin' like what | |
| I deserve | |
| I didn' t get | |
| But I' ma stick it out, believe | |
| I' ma keep my head up | |
| And show my loyalty for | |
| Eazy E, even though | |
| I' m fed up1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, it' s the art of war | |
| It don' t stop, it won' t stop until we drop, body rott | |
| Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures1999 nigga, still strugglin' | |
| Tryna get some money with this mastermind | |
| I' m jugglin' | |
| Sharpen up ya thug mentality | |
| And by the year 2000 | |
| I' ll be thuggin' but so | |
| I' m unverified | |
| I gotta get some money, blast if | |
| I get hungry | |
| So if you read that i done flipped, then you know the story, about me | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| Take a good look into my eyes and all over my face your bloody death | |
| With a bloody bloody, mess, | |
| I' m servin' you none the less Unverified that crazy muthafucka | |
| From the world' s most dangerous group | |
| Mo thugs nation, unverified on your life | |
| That' s absolutely what | |
| I' m gon' do | |
| Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me | |
| Now I' m that muthafucka that be unverified, the nigga that bust all y' all | |
| My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic | |
| I' m comin' in smooth, rockin' this | |
| HipHop music just the way you like | |
| Tellin' all biters to please stop tryin' | |
| Let it go fry fool, when | |
| I make my move, all y' all gonna die | |
| Split up and fry, open his eyes unverified pop | |
| Shot one through his head | |
| Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead | |
| It ain' t my fault, you niggas too soft, ain' t got no skill | |
| Now look through the unverified stop steel | |
| Y' all some fakethug livin' tryna get notice by hangin' with stars | |
| No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are | |
| We all true sound, nigga united gatherin' souls, how we roll | |
| And that' s love for the paper, foldin', | |
| I saw these hoes | |
| But I had my unverified nah, nigga that' s my nuts unverified | |
| Don' t touch that | |
| And then he won' t hesitate to buck for the love | |
| You can' t dust on these bustas, so they die | |
| They only got love for those who love me | |
| In the meanwhile | |
| I main to keepin' my mind on my money | |
| And no, this shit that we spit ain' t funny | |
| Especially when you hungry, nigga | |
| With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| In ' 91 I' m runnin' from the fuckin' cops, don' t ya know it | |
| That bitch was tryna' find a hidin' spot, he show it | |
| Know niggas that' d had no pussy | |
| Said that would never read or get to | |
| L. A. And niggas went cannibal on ' em, either | |
| Smokin' that reefer, niggas know how | |
| I' m livin'' | |
| Cause I was havin' children when y' all was lookin' for women | |
| But mine aside, so why you tellin' your same unverified | |
| When niggas ain' t have shit, tell me who' s the one that ride | |
| We gon' ride ride though, you can call me | |
| Mr. Murda | |
| MoGet unverified, burn the whole store down all by myself unverified for fuckin' with the bone flow | |
| Heaven and | |
| Earth, God and my loved one and ya gotta roll | |
| And what you want my people to hear, that | |
| I' m a fuckin' sellout? | |
| But who' s the one on solo shit and who want me the hell out? | |
| I' ll bail out with a unverified, that pussy makes me change | |
| Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range | |
| Shootin' thangs, it don' t make you a villain Shootin' thangs | |
| The villain is chillin' with his children | |
| Bitch, I keeps it real | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it | |
| I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind | |
| A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin' my line | |
| Nigga designed a gold crime as | |
| I' m racin' through this obstacle007, | |
| Layzie Bone, knew it was possible | |
| Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission | |
| Listen, nigga pay attention | |
| Oh, and did | |
| I mention, had a tape before | |
| I crept on a come up, | |
| Faces of death | |
| Blessin' 40 | |
| OZ' s, lay and leatherface and double | |
| Z' s unverified | |
| Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money | |
| Nigga these bitches all up on me and half the industry phony | |
| It' s like this nigga, i don' t even fuck around | |
| If a nigga ain' t got no money for lay, | |
| I' ll come around | |
| Ain' t it funny how niggas turn funnystyle | |
| When they think they fall in trinkets, ain' t even ran a mile | |
| See my niggas doin' a damn thing, flesh | |
| Trues humbly united gatherin' souls, just to let you know | |
| Heaven' s movie, yours truly, | |
| Mr. Gambiniit' s the mentality and next to the baddest, | |
| Little Stevie | |
| And when you ask me how i maintain | |
| I watch my niggas rule, act a fool and ace the game | |
| Mo thug one, witness the family scriptures | |
| Mo thug two, family reunion comin' to get ya | |
| Mo thug three, presentation of the mothership | |
| Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and maintain | |
| People ask me how do you maintain | |
| You got to keep your mind on money T H U G | |
| Don' t let the snakes ever short you for ya change | |
| Nigga, let ' em know how much you want it |
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