This is how we do it, we do it... This is how we do it, we do it... This is how we do it, we do it... This is how we do it, we do it...
Doesn't it feel good to see us money? good like everyday's sunny Feel good see us takin it feel good to see us ball? And they take it from us at all And if you agree that we won't sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"
[Verse 1: at'cha, it's the thug with the most droppin more Thuggish Ruggish on ya Krayzie keepin it flaming, so it's fire for ya Water, don't none let it burn Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em Be concerned with words I got Whatever they sayin the Line, we better kill 'em 'Cause I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm Really niggaz behind to handle business They don't I'm in it to win it Thug out with a crowd of criminals and killers So pump your fists if ya feel it, me We in it to it the realest With my remige, team, coming to kill something to 30 million sold and still thuggin, still strugglin Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I them I don't know Can't think no excuses when niggaz don't show We up from poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no!
[Verse 2: For the of money, I keep it funky Just thuggin back down in the Sleep in the PJ's let me so I love 'em back By keepin it real, givin 'em shit they can feel Like hustlin more than a mil Like how to make it on these and not be killed before you get grown Let a nigga go on 'cause he chose to his life wrong All I know is life is already And you can bring your non-exsistance closer if you Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, thug on (thug on) you some cheese, get some weed and go get your buzz on But must of all you gotta stay sucka-free, them out ya mix That go for anything you do and they go all to jail, I don't I share a hater to the side, ass nigga Always fuckin up my vibe, that's right now, You meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface And I don't you wanna though, no!
[Verse 3: My nigga, cover ears and fuck what you heard (heard) 'Cause it's about they bullshit be talkin, why? Niggaz in my like they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot) Run up, me, get burned, nigga they saw me at the Source out on the floor, dropped (what?) Chickenhead from Miami said we was runnin when the war popped Hoe stop, you don't know nigga rollin with me shut you puff? My niggaz hold on the B For of them niggaz they want peace when we meet Like we ain't be hearin what they be on the streets So we bring the heat Speak if you want, but keep it to a Speak louder than a whisper, oh and we gonna Y'all Don't Know Me, that what I told 'em? Hope they knowin pistols real's that we toat, jokin Naw nigga, we for in the field Believe what you want, but you suckas know the