(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, just 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 went solo, "nigga's ain't even no more"... You sure? Nigga don't know y'all been my dogs since back 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 didn't it, nigga this is business So quit all that and come get this cheese Nobody really knowin the drama we done seen Like my nigga Flesh in jail, in that cell 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 these Actin like ain't gonna 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 no dollar sign If you ain't talkin no paper would you stay 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 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 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 bank is run up before. Nigga better me when I'm rollin Homie this nine is what I'm loadin, to take me for the easy stick up You better be pickin up your place or get a taste of this one eight seven 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 close mouth Guessin can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out one; my family, number two; don't touch my money Number three, just respectin that really sincerely love me I'm a real thug strong and weak, the was in the poor But you gotta get on your even if they 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 tryin to test my patience cause I do a nine But y'all really tryin to go to war
(Verse 3: Bizzy) like nigga's choke when they get that corner on 100 and 44 Smoke and think platinum, gun in my Stick to my grill, lane fixin a scrill Look at the perfect one, show you right, please be Bought a new chest, honey cover the vest Black and beautiful, quiverin lips 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 tearin my 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 holdin a motherfuckin gun Bitch you be a judge, be real. Enough is enough Signs are delivered, the rivers are filled Praise in this ghetto thesis Only Jehova my foster 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 mine And don't be tryin to test my patience I do pack a nine But y'all ain't tryin to go to war
(Bizzy: Repeat fades out) Bone Thugs -N-