(Intro: Krayzie) Stay on the grind and rise on up, it all you got (x5)
(Verse 1: Krayzie) Shit, we done come up a way We crept and we came, we did our thing, like the song say been talkin about us like it's Bone Day They say "them my nigga's ain't kickin it no more." They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't even no more"... You sure? Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs back in the day. (Yep) We been through some rough times, but never to make us break up Besides, Bone is a business. if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business So all that beef and come get this cheese Nobody been knowin the drama we done seen Like my nigga Flesh in jail, in that cell And we been 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 Actin they ain't gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas We givin a fuck no more, we get smashed 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 without no dollar sign If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper 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 was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down 'til I'm in my coffin a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this 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, bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm rollin Homie this nine is I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of one eight seven murder case dun-datta, no longer "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 know then close your mouth Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, ass out. Blast em out Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my 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 without no dollar If you ain't 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to my patience cause I do pack a nine But y'all really tryin to go to war
(Verse 3: Bizzy) Choke like nigga's choke when get that corner on 100 and 44 Smoke and think platinum, gun in my Stick to my grill, lane switchin fixin a Look at the perfect one, you right, please be still Bought a new chest, honey cover the vest and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips I've been to funerals, 'em in the casket dead Across the wall, the shit is my head Fed's talkin, watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up "That dick is kinda small, my is too much." C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, thugs it Haters a motherfuckin gun Bitch you be a judge, be real. Enough is enough are soon delivered, the rivers are filled Praise Jesis in this ghetto Only Jehova my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cause I'm a soldier)
(Chorus x4: Krayzie) I don't waste my without no dollar sign If you ain't talkin 'bout to paper would you stay mine And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a But y'all really tryin to go to war
(Bizzy: Repeat fades out) Bone Thugs -N-