| Resurrection (Paper, Paper) | ||||
| Bizzy: Where tha fiends at......,N*gga Bone thugs...n harmony Chorus: Money aint a thang, Imma get me some, my n*gga imma get me some ( say my n*gga yall, betta get yo paper paper paper paper) Bizzy: Why is my babies bangin beefin wit me, squashed it, ordained it , better yet sustained it fury, hide in tha fury, but tha ways of abroad could mean you die out in tha highlight in a hurry,, burn me baby cry now, childhood scars, crack head falls, n*ggas, I dont know who'll die in tha war, now hear we are stedily rollin all ovea you when it's ova it's ova but the souljahs who wit me til they hear me, come a little bit closer, stand right near me, Here we are, no scars, ah ah ah,Can't I get drunk off in a bar, without some hater sayin who do u think u are? When I'm sober (....?....) Krayzie: Sh*t, I bet they thought we fell off witness Bone thugs-n-harmony resurrection. Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, we in tha Flesh (Flesh-n-Bone) Remember them Thuggish Ruggish n*ggas. Gotta get down fo my thang in here, you already know when we came in here, we raw f*ck what you heard and what you read about, jus believe what u saw. Til I die I'm down to ride in tha war. When u n*ggas get serious let a n*gga know, maybe then we can roll. n*gga bad to tha Bone when i sure dont clique wit *** no bustas, haters, or hoes. When they poppin up at my door, I get excited, all uptight and violent. b*tches was not invited, Put em in a coffin befo they get me man (get me man), Krayzie loco, insane---bang bang. runnin wit tha pump pump. No bluffin, we buck, n*gga betta realize still claim nineteen-nine-ninty-nine-nine. muthaf*ka buck until I run out and buck it again some mo, n*gga puttin it down, world wide, them wicked, bad ass thugs. You punk hate usbut we still get mad a** luv. Now show me tha rapper that say we got soft, when we see him , we toss his ass, and if he flossin cash an jewelry rip it off his ass keep walkin past. Thuggish Ruggish til tha day that I die..F*ck it that's all I've been all of my life...Just a, Just a... T.H.U.G. we..and it aint no thang Keep buckin buckin, dumpin, F***in them bustas up wit my guage. We poppin all yall (hater), I'm watchin all yall, yall Chorus 2x Layzie Time after time everywhere i look n*** talkin bout death like a *** cant dream o nothin but a little wealth jus tryin to help they self, but i really cant blame yall cuz i do tha same thang too. Man you do what u gotta do, but what ima do is keep protectin my cheddar aint none of yall *** doin it better. Oh an I'm ahead of you and yall hate it, only them real thugs keepin it raw, grippin that heat tight, drivin that street. ***i'm a let off a round and get war. *** plottin that 211 I got heat fo Armaggeddon. Picture Lay on his knees and I'm beggin, n*gga betta shoot me an send me to Heaven. F*ck all tha drama Imma jus blast ..hollow point tips of in that azz. Tha slicker tha n*gga that's pullin tha trigger that's the n*gga that's standin up last. Countin his cash doin his math blowin as much weed as tha Y2G. N*gga got killed fo tha luv of tha cheese now you cant do shit cuz ya 6 feet deep. F*ckin with lil Lay is a game you should not play. Even myself I could die today I could lie, but hey it aint worth it shit aint none of us here to stay so imma lace ma boots and when it's time to shoot that's it screamin out Mo Thug in this Bitch an BoneThug in this bitch. Wish It's all about money yeah imma get me some cant be ***wit *** that aint got none cuz yall been actin funny guess u smell some money. Get out my pockets count yo s***. It's still ST.Clair wig-split, four otha ni*** that i run wit you dont want to **** with. Fool we gettin dollars( dollar an dollars but..) and dollars, but still( still we gotsa get mo...) gotta get mo. Remember back in tha day , when we wuz fucked up but not anymore (Unh-uh, no no!) Aint a damn thang come easy, a lot of plannin bus rides, and Eazy. Fo sheazy, believe me, belive me (Believe me) and it aint gonna stop til tha end of my time wit Bone Thug luv imma always get mine and I mean that, caa i have that paper, paper, money, money Chorus Still working on this one |
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