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Chorus: Bone Thugs |
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Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them? |
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(How many of us have them?) |
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Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on? |
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(Ones you can depend on?) |
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Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them? |
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(How many of us have them?) |
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Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, |
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before we go any further, let's talk about friends. |
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[Bizzy] |
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My mind can't hate 'em, and even all ah tha people gotta support me |
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when I'm gonna buck it all tha way ta depend |
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I don't needin' no friend, I |
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Friends, deep with tha sand in tha ships |
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So win again, and again, and will ah me friend |
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Can I get ah witness to knowin' my friend |
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I trust no cops, not even the one I had to fold |
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She won't groan, no oh, it was probably me so we go |
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We know what we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me |
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and it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati |
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and why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out there robbing |
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ready foe tha war, and then analyze my fresh style, be browsing |
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Enemiez test and watch out foe my friendz |
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[Wish] |
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Bet I got my friends, bet I got mine, bet I got mine, yeah |
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We straight up killers, we realer |
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we just want tha money, y'all hataz we don't deserve 'em |
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Murda one, if we fin' ta go murda dem all, dey fall |
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They wanna see tha Bone fall, y'all |
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but nah, we too Bone, I remember, back a lil' ways |
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when we were so hungry, when we were so hungry |
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But now thank The Lord, my thugs we got money, we got money, hey |
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We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay |
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Watch if I miss ya, hit chya |
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bet one of these thug-niggaz get wit' chya |
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How ya feel about murda, man? |
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It's still tha same, you fukk wit' us, wang bangarang |
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It's like suicide nigga do or die |
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When ya fukkin' wit' mine, we gon' ride in the end |
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Somebody gon' die tonight, don't be fuckin wit my friends |
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(Chorus) |
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[Layzie] |
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I can tell, wit' tha devil, I'm doin' is workin', Lurkin', approachin |
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me like I must suffer, but in order ta prevent event, and your told |
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to repent. 'Cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my friend |
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till tha end. Rollin' in my Benz, neva thought what was next to occur |
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Young entrepeneur, who defeat through tha bloody blood, we ready foe |
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divide and conquer. Playa hation, infiltration, any situation, y'all |
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muthafukkaz bring, go prepare foe eternal warfare, and I really don't |
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care, 'cause I'm sayin' my prayer to tha Man Upstairz |
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Keepin' my niggaz out here so strong, and doin' this pain |
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and strain to survive. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday |
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and our people's comin' up readin' The Bible |
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Willin' ta die, if tha wicked is near me, if y'all eva try |
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ta come wit' some crooked condition |
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What it is, just ta book ah thug |
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Come ah little bit closer nigga |
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take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished |
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Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha end, and again, and again, and again |
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and again, don't try ta come between my, my. |
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(Chorus) |
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[Krayzie] |
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Momma told me watch yo' friends |
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They can be enemiez within |
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quick to pretend like they fit in |
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Get in, they put it all to an end |
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I know ya kinda choosed survival, pinned ya |
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Nigga done tried ta infiltrate tha clique, we gonna get chya |
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No Evil! Get's in me, apart from my people |
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Militant that's how we choose to roll, and we road warriorz |
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about tha war, tha war, tha war |
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When you call my name I will be there, I'll be there |
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Neva got to worry 'bout nobody else |
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Indeed, and though I know I want mo' time |
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I need mo' time. Sweat about Armageddon |
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it's gonna get us, are you ready? What about yo' friends? Friends |
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'till tha very end, through tha freezin' wicked windz |
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wicked windz. What about yo' friends? |
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[Flesh~N~Bone] |
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I've been ready wit' ah bang, I'm here ta bring all tha noize |
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Don't think you can avoid tha wrath, then get 'em with tha math |
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not that tha fact that tha skiez be shorted |
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Thoughted tha coast was clear, but you couldn't see ah hidden Flesh |
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thought if you'd been in silence |
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Longer they know that to you, host preapared to crept in yo' crib |
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Till then and they wanted ta see tha violence |
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Droppin', gettin' locked and get in stayed in asylum |
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Livin' life on under tha hill. Release that trail |
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and one ah my niggaz been in celled, because I stay high |
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smoke, enhale. And I may break it wit' ah nigga, will he suffer |
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don't make no mistake, or don't faim his spray |
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Anticipation ta get you sprayed, but what if he hesitate? |
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Make my day. They lay, any nigga they would |
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It be easy ta pick up ah tune. When do we end? |
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Will they come get this shit done, and over ah partner |
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must ah been one of my friends |
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Betta watch yo' back, otha people you think are yo' homiez |
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open my fist I can pin when ya fallin |
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I said only Mo' Thug aloud, and only we Souljahz can roll gee |
