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 up a long way
We and we came, we did our thing, just like the song say
Nigga's been talkin about us like it's 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 they y'all been my dogs since back in the day. (Yep)
We been some rough times, but never enough to make us break up
Besides, Bone is a business. if we didn't kick it, nigga this is business
So quit all that and come get this cheese
Nobody really been knowin the we done seen
Like my nigga Flesh in jail, stressin in cell
And we strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling bling, and pull a glock
Thuggish, nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin these busta's
Actin like they ain't respect the Thugs, muthafuckas
We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play the dough
Kickin ass just so that you know, for the we goin for broke

(Chorus: Krayzie)
I waste my time 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 mind's 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, get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes
And if I got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is doomed. (Caboom)
Cash is closure, this is run up before. Nigga better picture 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 of this one eight seven murder case
dun-datta, no longer "see you tomorrow."
I'll be screamin "not a shotty, " he shouldn't had no problems
Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't then close your mouth
Guessin games can lead to droughts. When fall over, your ass out. Blast em out
Number one; my family, number don't touch my money
Number three, just respectin everything really sincerely love me
I'm a real thug strong and weak, the was in the poor
But you gotta get on your feet 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 my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't tryin to go to war

(Verse 3: Bizzy)
Choke like nigga's choke they 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
a new chest, honey 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
talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up
"That dick is small, my bitch is too much."
C'mon, creep on ah come up and fuck it go to the club, love it
Haters a motherfuckin gun
Bitch you be a judge, be real. Enough is enough
Signs are soon delivered, the are filled
Praise Jesis in this ghetto
Jehova keep 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 my patience cause I do pack a nine
But y'all ain't really to go to war

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