(Intro: Krayzie) Stay on the and rise 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, just like the say Nigga's been about us like it's Bone Day They say "them nigga's my nigga's kickin it no more." They say we all went solo, "nigga's ain't speakin no more"... You sure? Nigga don't they know y'all been my dogs since in the day. (Yep) We been through some rough times, but enough to make us break up Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we kick it, nigga this is business So all that beef and come get this cheese Nobody really been knowin the drama we seen Like my nigga Flesh in jail, in that cell And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with bling bling, and pull a glock Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, these busta's Actin like they ain't respect the Thugs, muthafuckas We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and with the dough Kickin ass so that 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 paper would you outta mine And don't be to test my patience cause I do pack a nine But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Verse 2: Layzie) See these mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, the law And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down 'til I'm in my coffin Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on And if I ain't got it you can assume, to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom) Cash is closure, this bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm this nine is what 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 shouldn't have had no Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then your mouth Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they over, your ass out. Blast em out Number one; my family, number two; touch my money Number three, just respectin everything that really love me I'm a real thug and weak, the rich was in the poor But you gotta get on feet even if they blistered up and sore
(Chorus: Krayzie) I don't my time without no dollar sign If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to test my cause I do pack a nine But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Verse 3: Bizzy) Choke like nigga's when they get that corner on 100 and 44 and think platinum, gun in my coat Stick to my grill, switchin fixin a scrill Look at the one, show you right, please be still Bought a new chest, honey coat cover the and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips I've been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my Fed's talkin, watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up "That is kinda small, my bitch is too much." C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, love it Haters holdin a gun you can't be a judge, be real. Enough is enough Signs are soon delivered, the are filled Praise Jesis in this thesis Jehova keep my foster brother breathin, give me the reason. (Cause I'm a soldier)
(Chorus x4: Krayzie) I don't waste my time without no dollar If you talkin 'bout to paper 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
(Bizzy: Repeat fades out) Bone -N- Harmony