Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Waste My Time

(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 and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say
Nigga's been talkin us like it's Bone Day
They say "them nigga's my ain't kickin it no more."
They say we all solo, "nigga's ain't even speakin no more"... You sure?
Nigga don't they know y'all my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)
We been through some rough times, but never enough to us break up
Besides, Bone is a business. Even if we didn't kick it, nigga this is
So quit all beef and come get this cheese
really been knowin the drama we done seen
Like my Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell
And we been strugglin nigga, so we spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock
Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard us runnin up, checkin these 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 that you know, for the money we for broke

(Chorus: Krayzie)
I don't waste my without no dollar sign
If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta
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 2: Layzie)
See these was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law
And and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin
Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. this tank don't run on fumes
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 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."
be screamin "not a shotty, " he shouldn't have had no problems
Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then close mouth
Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. em out
Number my family, number two; don't touch my money
Number three, just respectin everything that sincerely love me
I'm a real thug and weak, the rich was in the poor
But you get on your feet even if they blistered up and sore

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

(Verse 3: Bizzy)
Choke nigga's choke 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
a new chest, honey coat cover the vest
Black and beautiful, oceanary lips
been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead
Across the wall, the shit is my head
Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my up
"That dick is kinda small, my 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
are soon delivered, the rivers are filled
Praise in this ghetto thesis
Only Jehova keep my 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 outta
And don't be tryin to my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all really tryin to go to war

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