(Intro: Krayzie) Stay on the and rise on up, give it all you got (x5)
(Verse 1: Krayzie) Shit, we done up a long way We crept and we came, we did our thing, just like the say been talkin 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 even no more"... You sure? Nigga don't they know y'all been my since back in the day. (Yep) We through 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 really been the drama we done seen Like my Flesh in jail, stressin in that cell And we been strugglin nigga, so we might spot ya with some bling, and pull a glock Thuggish, ruggish nigga's, probably heard about us runnin up, checkin these Actin like they gonna respect the Thugs, muthafuckas We ain't givin a fuck no more, we get smashed and play 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 sign If you talkin 'bout no paper would 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 2: Layzie) See these mind's was the raw. And nigga's, they fuckin 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 this tank 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 is what I'm loadin, tryin 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 It's dun-datta, no "see you tomorrow." I'll be "not a shotty, " he shouldn't have had no problems Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know close your mouth Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. em out Number one; my family, two; don't touch my money Number three, just respectin that really sincerely love me I'm a real thug strong and weak, the rich was in the But you gotta get on your feet even if they up and sore
(Chorus: Krayzie) I don't waste my without no dollar sign If you talkin 'bout no 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
(Verse 3: Bizzy) Choke nigga's choke when they get that corner on 100 and 44 Smoke and platinum, gun in my coat Stick to my grill, lane fixin a scrill Look at the perfect one, you right, please be still Bought a new chest, honey coat the vest Black and beautiful, quiverin lips been to funerals, seen 'em in the casket dead Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my Fed's talkin, watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up "That dick is small, my bitch 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 be a judge, be real. Enough is enough Signs are soon delivered, the are filled Praise in this ghetto thesis Jehova keep my foster 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 'bout to paper would you stay outta mine And don't be tryin to my patience cause I do pack a nine But ain't really tryin to go to war
(Bizzy: until fades out) Thugs -N- Harmony