(Intro: Krayzie) Stay on the grind and on up, give it all you got (x5)
(Verse 1: Krayzie) Shit, we done come up a way We crept and we came, we did our thing, just the song say Nigga's been talkin about us like it's Day say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't kickin it no more." They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"... You Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs back in the day. (Yep) We been through rough times, but never enough to make us break up Besides, Bone is a business. if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business So quit all that beef and come get this Nobody really been the drama we done seen Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in that And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and a glock Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin busta's Actin like ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get and play with the dough Kickin ass just so you know, for the money we goin for broke
(Chorus: Krayzie) I don't waste my time without no dollar If you ain't talkin 'bout no would you stay outta mine And don't be to test my patience cause I do pack a nine But y'all really tryin to go to war
(Verse 2: Layzie) See mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law And sick and tired of seein flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga tank don't run on fumes And if I ain't got it you can assume, about to go get it and is doomed. (Caboom) Cash is closure, this is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy up You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of one eight seven murder case It's dun-datta, no "see you tomorrow." I'll be "not a shotty, " he shouldn't have had no problems Top to bottom, and out's, and if you don't know then close your mouth Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. em out Number one; my family, two; don't touch my money Number three, just respectin everything that really sincerely me I'm a real thug strong and weak, the rich was in the But you gotta get on feet even if they blistered up and sore
(Chorus: Krayzie) I don't waste my time no dollar sign If you ain't 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Verse 3: Bizzy) Choke like nigga's choke they get that corner on 100 and 44 Smoke and think platinum, gun in my Stick to my grill, lane switchin a scrill Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be a new chest, honey coat cover the vest Black and beautiful, oceanary quiverin I've to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead Across the wall, the is hurtin my head Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed my broad up "That dick is small, my bitch is too much." C'mon, creep on ah come up and it go to the club, thugs love it holdin a motherfuckin gun Bitch you be a judge, be real. Enough is enough Signs are delivered, the rivers are filled Jesis in this ghetto thesis Only Jehova keep my brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cause I'm a soldier)
(Chorus x4: Krayzie) I don't waste my time no dollar sign If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay outta And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do a nine But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Bizzy: Repeat until out) Thugs -N- Harmony