(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 Nigga's been talkin us like it's Bone Day They say "them my nigga's 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 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 beef and get this cheese Nobody been 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 bling bling, and pull a glock Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard us runnin up, checkin these busta's Actin they ain't gonna 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 money we goin for
(Chorus: Krayzie) I don't waste my time no dollar sign If you talkin 'bout no paper would you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to test my patience I do pack a nine But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Verse 2: Layzie) See mind's was handed the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin us, make the law And sick and tired of nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this 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 bank is run up before. Nigga better picture me when I'm Homie this is what I'm loadin, tryin to take me for the easy stick up You better be up your place or get a taste 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 know close your mouth Guessin games can to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my Number three, just everything that really sincerely love me I'm a thug strong 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 waste my time without no dollar If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to test my patience cause I do pack a But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Verse 3: Bizzy) Choke like nigga's choke 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, coat cover the vest and beautiful, oceanary quiverin lips I've to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead the wall, the shit is hurtin my head Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed 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, love it Haters holdin a gun Bitch you be a judge, be real. Enough is enough are soon delivered, the rivers are filled Praise Jesis in this thesis Only Jehova keep my 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 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 ain't tryin to go to war
(Bizzy: until fades out) Bone -N- Harmony