Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Waste My Time

(Intro: Krayzie)
Stay on the grind and on up, give it all you got
(x5)

(Verse 1: Krayzie)
Shit, we come up a long way
We crept and we came, we did our thing, like the song say
Nigga's been talkin about us it's Bone Day
They say "them nigga's my nigga's ain't it no more."
They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"... You
Nigga don't they know been my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)
We been through some rough times, but never to make us break up
Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't kick it, nigga is business
So quit all that beef and get this cheese
Nobody really been knowin the drama we seen
Like my nigga in jail, stressin in that cell
And we strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock
Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably about us runnin up, checkin these busta's
like they ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas
We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and with the dough
Kickin ass just so that you know, for the money we for broke

(Chorus: Krayzie)
I waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no would you stay outta mine
And be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really to go to war

(Verse 2: Layzie)
See these mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, fuckin us, make the law
And sick and of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin
Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on
And if I got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom)
is closure, this bank 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 stick 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 screamin "not a shotty, " he have had no problems
Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know close your mouth
Guessin games can to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out
Number one; my family, number two; touch my money
Number three, respectin everything that really sincerely love me
I'm a real thug strong and weak, the was in the poor
But you gotta get on your feet even if blistered up and sore

(Chorus: Krayzie)
I don't waste my time without no dollar
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay mine
And don't be to test my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really to go to war

(Verse 3: Bizzy)
Choke like nigga's when they get that corner on 100 and 44
Smoke and think platinum, gun in my
to my grill, lane switchin fixin a scrill
Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be
Bought a new chest, coat cover the vest
Black and beautiful, oceanary quiverin
I've to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead
Across the wall, the shit is my head
Fed's talkin, they me in the bed tearin my broad up
"That is kinda small, my bitch is too much."
C'mon, creep on ah up and fuck it go to the club, thugs love it
Haters a motherfuckin gun
Bitch you can't be a judge, be real. is enough
Signs are soon delivered, the are filled
Praise Jesis in ghetto thesis
Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cause I'm a soldier)

(Chorus x4: Krayzie)
I waste my time without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay mine
And be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all really tryin to go to war

(Bizzy: Repeat fades out)
Thugs -N- Harmony