[Chorus: Krayzie Bone/Bizzy You can't stop me, (glock-idy glock) you motherfuckers stop me, (pop it and drop) and the cartel's for the on the block, for skinny niggas myself, artillary shots as well,
[Verse 1: Bone] You think I give a if you don't like me, nigga, put em up in the club and me, I'm sorry that I'm so fucking exciting, steadily courdial like killa 'posed to and I wish you would really try to come get me, you bread with niggas that owe you, I can show you, slowly rollin like these cuts old school, cookin it up like its soul food, fuck all ya'll, I did know you, the Pro Tools, stack in on up, and little thugs I console to, never your house without keepin it up, to the dad-dy, you don't know that is, couple a bodies my belt, and mad kids, for self protecta, know, bitch, and keep my hands on a-little-a bit a solo shit, it's Bone for ever, cause I know home is
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[Verse 2: Layzie What you a nigga be up an' gone, fly by night, no Bone, strictly hype, nigga think twice, all of these haters ain't even seen the light, thinkin we can anything, and the always complete, be little nigga when you see me, with a dog out in streets, and they gets my money, I home the bacon, seven to betta, what I'm makin, check the reputation, nigga can delt frontin and hatin, see I'm polishin, I'm cool, yea I'm a thug, yea I'm a fool, I love the and I love the rules, if you cross the line then flex these twos, and nigga, oo, if i do, it was for my children, if you like I'm feelin, then you probably gon see a million, Thug Nation, fuck doubters, yea they that he'll never make it, and he's running wild and doin this and doin that, never make it, who gets the last laugh now, look at me now, countin money, been the same niggas as day, they can't get nothin me, to all of non-hankin, congradulatin, niggas thats at no time-wastin, and elevatin, believe us who for the real waitin
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[Verse 3: Wish (Oh) Now it's a miracle, you know that Bone's pop, ten and still we blow. Just admit that we all night long, you we keep it thug but still harmonize these songs, but get it twisted, we thug and we real wit it, you feelin' we and we deal wit it, ain't gotta like it, better wit it, destruction, betta wit it now about you when you was me, my shoes on yo' feet, now think again cause that can be, I can never be a on a hand that was dealt to me, and it seems I've always been down, and I take that, rather take that 'fore I go back that route, you see one nigga on the news, 'What did he do?' When tell you, you be like 'Ooh, that nigga's through', but they don't me, been blessed with all my thugs and all this harmony, you know we be stopped, we rollin' past the cops, all you haters, the finger's all you Fuck ya'll!
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[Verse 4: Krayzie I ain't got to say to a hater, As soon as he run up I him a 'Pow!', Put him in the pound with the rest of them who thought they could run up and with me now in two-thou, We fuckin' around with the convicts, them up at the county, Now I got nothin' but killas me, proudly, organized, but rowdy. They fearin' us, because of the shit they been about us. They say that them niggas got with the knowledge and we got a of niggas screamin' 'Thug Power'. Them niggas ain't think we was back on some real, political, militant, the fields, these busta's stay in the crib. Execution! Murder, murder, murder, murder all, 'em all, all! Get shit, nigga get in the car. If you ridin', willin' to die for this, tryin' to survive in this, hit up and fuck up your rivalries, really get to what time it is. I'm one of them soldiers, warriors and ready to die for the cause, if it's war that's what we came for, that's why I my dogs for all of ya'll. Gauges will be blazin', one could shake the world, and up on ya, unstoppable, stoppable, stoppable...
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